I know in the beginning, I gave a lot of sensual, caring, and love enduced poems that people seemed to love and couldn't get enough of. Lately, I know a lot of my poems have been dark, cold, and hell bent of the darkness in the human soul. Things are looking up though, life I hope is about to change for the better, in every aspect of life. So I introduce my last dark poem, from now on...it will be back to the warm, loving poems that I used to light this board with.
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This poem is called "The Beginning To Thee End, In The Life of Suicide. This poem is to show people what happens when they feel life isn't good enough. This poem to show in depth why its not worth it, and why you will cause only more pain.
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As man steps from the light into the darkness,
fear overcomes and the gods show no mercy,
thus fate takes it into his own icey grip.
From the stern overtake,
the eye of the eagle watchs as his counterparts soul reaches for the heavens,
but fails and becomes overwelmed by the black void;
where pain and coldness are an everyday thing, yet time does not exist.
So he who cries out in pain not heard for his voice continues to echo into the everlasting nothingness,
crunches his knees and breads his last tears before satan himself consumes his soul.
This is the beginning to the end, in the life of suicide.