A Reflection on Past Works

Before I get started on revealing my new poetry scriptures, I want to take a moment to explain why I been away from this for so long. I had ideas, plans, works written out ready to post, but they were all destroyed. Mostly drama got in the way. Roommates, girlfriends, families, friends, and... the rest of the world. None of this am I happy with. I felt my life being set back two years. Now I can finally go forward. I can finish what I started. I only hope I can write just as good now as I've done two years ago. Thats without going into a St. Anger stage like Metallica did where the songs weren't as good as their earlier works. So here is what I have for you all now. I can promise you this, the songs will be heavier, darker, and more evil than ever before. This is due to all of the shit I been through. They don't call me Dark Goth for nothing. And now they will all be unleashed to you. Under the Dark Black Sky. Since I can't just post a story about my works I have included a scripture below. Poetry, well my poetry, is now scripture, or more creatively artistic.

Under the Dark Black Sky

I'm waiting in my cold dark room
As the sun goes down at night
Reflecting on my past works
Something doesn't seem right

I fall asleep wondering where did my life go
The end of time is here and I'm feeling low

As I sit and try to think of some new works
I feel dead out of thoughts and like a jerk
I just want my wasted days to come back

When I think about all this time that I wasted
If I done things differently might've I tasted
A breath of success and getting more things done

Mark my words I shall try to just move on
Under the Dark Black Sky is where I'll carry on
I'll move on and prepare for the big attack

Soon I'll know my time to rise will get closer
Then I won't feel like such a wasted loser
I won't waste it all with a bullet from a gun

Out there again it'll feel like I'm dreaming
Into the mic I'll only be loud and screaming
All my hatred without any kind of intrusion

Starting over as I write this all down
Then I move on to the next town
I can't believe what I accomplished today

Seeing now I know I just cannot stop
I will see myself arise up to the top
There is still one thing I have left to say

So when you think that you ran out of time
Just continue on and write yet another rhyme
Under the Dark Black Sky will not be an illusion

Under The Dark Black Sky

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