We are going to die
It has been foretold
By those centuries old
So it must be

The winds cycle 11
Will kill us this time
No drought
There is no hope

A meteor will smite us
Volcanoes will burn
Water will rise
The sun will die

It will all be just like
Y2K

One decision
Can make or break the moment
Can start or end a tyranny
Can kill or help the wounded

One choice
Will save or end a life
Will start or end friendships
Will let you win or lose the moment

One attitude
Has created or demolished your personality
Has made you love or hate
Has affected your decisions and choices

One life
Will it make a difference or not?
Will it love the hated?
Will it start a new one?

With all these
Choices, decisions, attitudes and lives
How will you make the decision to Chose the attitude to live
A better life.

Run
Our race is dying
On the hearth of the orb
That was fed too much wood

The light was expanding
Engulfing our planets sisters and brothers
Burning the forests
Killing the lands

The water has abandoned ship
Leaving the curse to the light
That is coming ever closer
The heat can be seen

Our works have melted
Our work was for nothing
But
I am glad I flying away with those
Who I love

Searching for revenge
Stricken with anger
I think
I shall hunt earth

There blood shall saturate the ground
By killing others
I will avenge my people
The greatest war world in the universe

And I will continue
The tradition
With one death comes another
Of a different species

Watch out, we are coming
The bloody history of the
ashala
Continues on earth

With the most bloody battle
The and shall triumph
With ease
It’s only 6 billion on 10

I ran so hard
Ran so far away
Away from the war
To free myself

But you can’t run forever
I couldn’t go on
I collapsed
Flat on my face

The tides started moving
Cleansing my pain and misery
Going away
Rushing back to wipe away my happiness

I was nothing
For it came and washed away my memories
The foam clouding my vision
The tide stayed

To hide in me
From him
The foam ran away
My memories and pain came back

He looked down at me
His last enemy
The last rebel
The last liver

His hand cut away my skin
His eyes burned my mind
The tide ran for its life
The devil laughed

The last rebel had perished
The war had died
At his hand everything did
And the tide upon seeing him vaporized

He stalked the night away
Waiting for his pray
For whom he should slay
In the forest he lay

When she came
The woeful dame
He jumped at her
Grabbing her coat of silver fur

She lashed out
Hitting him in the snout
He just took out his knife
Taking her life

He stalked the night away
Waiting for his pray
For whom he should slay
In the forest he lay

When she walked past
Walking quite fast
He jumped in her path
Her blood sprinkles the blood in the aftermath

He stalked the night away
Waiting for his pray
For whom he should slay
In the forest he lay

She looked right at him
Her face was grim
He stepped in her path
She was standing where he had just killed in a bloodbath

She yelled you cannot win
Your chances are too slim
You have no fear in me
Your next move I see

He responded you are powerless
In your dress
I cannot lose
On the ground you will ooze

Don’t lie
You will die
I have no need to fight you
Your death is long over due

Me die
What a lie
How will you win?
Your chances are so slim

Why do you kill?
What does it fill?
Those were good lives
Stolen away by your knives

You lie
They had to die
They were evil sisters
You, you are the third blister

So you found out
We are without a doubt
They were pain the bad
And misery the sad

You can’t control me
For now death I see
You will not
Then he shot

She stalked the night away
Waiting for her pray
For whom she should slay
In the forest she lay

Death is lurking
In every corner
In the shadows he is smirking
Seeing joy in every mourner

Death is seeking
Those who fail to move
Waiting until time is peaking
Withering away at the last hoof

Death is seeing
Your every mistake
The eternal being
One day closer to your wake

Standing on the edge
With nothing holding you back but reality itself
One movement can cause you to topple into time and space
You are surrounded by darkness

Standing on the edge
With nothing to lose but yourself in yourself
Black fire burns at your heart
Your brain yearns to end it all

Standing on the edge
The lump in your throat is unbearable
Your legs long to be relieved of pressure
Your eyes have destroyed themselves with darkness

Standing on the edge
A cold sweat has saturated your body
It will no more
For you will go through the door

Standing on the edge
Plunging into time and space
Falling into the void
But you can’t help hearing “why did you blame it on the rocks a crumbling”

They show
Crackling in the furnace
Awaiting
For the obey

The crumbling signals the approach
The eyes sent the message
The heart is forgotten
The shatter signaled the death

A little girl alone
Her window intact
But for her father
Not

Ice burns her life
Knives tickle
Hate
Surrounds

Weird
Strange
Dumb
They called her

She was nothing compared to them
They were better
For they had
2

She was barely in 2nd
Her window melting
She knew no love
The devil made sure of that

Nothing
She knew was as it should
In 3rd her other left
No one

In 4th
She was “special”
Never the same
There were cracks


So cold
No one was there
In 5th
No one

Middle
Frost was forming on it
But it melted on
Frozen

High
Not cool
Hated
What for?

Collage
She tried
Failed cried

But from hate comes love
Someone talked back
The sun shined
The wind calmed

The ice came off
The butterflies flew
Her eyes lightened
Her clothes turned bright

He only said
One
Word
“Hey”

She lived
And died
Happy
In his arms

The window
May shatter
But the writing
remains