A PlaceFrom within all I see is nothingNothing but the black darknessAll around there is this screechingScreeching sound of silenceI now leave to the outsideOutside to watch them slowly They now appear as I glideGlide through this place so lonelyEnter the surrounding gateGate that protects their one peaceNow visible, the stones eightEight stones brought forth their keysNow in amongst the stone gravesGraves of many young and oldEven some with unfulfilled cravesCaves of those who were so bold
Into the Valley of DeathYour heads must come to the cold tombsI'd count myself a coward if I leftNo Mans LandAnd Death shall have no domainThere was Death at every windowAnd Hell at one dark windowThe tower of darkness criesIf they go mad they shall be saneInto the valley of DeathCaught its tone in Death's prophetic earNow they all be saneThough they be mad and sane
Sea of FreedomThere once was a feeling of freedomIn a wonderful place I knewThis place brought out the peace of my lifeAnd destroyed the worries of the newBut whatever happened to this placeThe one I could relieve my mindMillions of people living as foesThat life is what I left behindI returned to memoryIn a lost translation of lifeTrying so hard not to leaveMy only friend being the knifeFreedom and peace of mind at lastFeeling the sand beneath my feetAnd the water and waves so coolSea of freedom now so neat
The CityI looked around to find themBut all I could see were those of the unknownI was alone, afraidI listened out for themBut all I could hear was the cries of roadsI could not be seen, heardI smelt something familiarBut all I could smell were the smells of the cookingI was angry, hungryI tasted the air as my mouth openedBut all I could taste was the fowl ness of deathI felt down, dejectedI felt around for comfortBut all I could feel was the rough ground beneathI felt lost, invisible
Depression,an End by SuicideIII thought I could be happyBut I know for sureThat I shall never see the dayThat any such thingShould ever happenSadnessIs all that I feelNo more do I want toFeel the strings that attachMy heart is trapped within thisThis raging seaI am forever lostDon't know what to doDepressionIt is a curseTo be free of thisThere is only one thingOne thing left to doA laugh filled with angerThe depressed anger that has built upAll within my soulCame from meMy friends were afraidBut I wasn'tI knew what was comingOr so I thoughtLater on I ranOn towards the kitchenI grabbed two knivesEach as sharp as the one beforeBut more deadlyI paraded themIn front of my familyMy friendsAnd out the door I wentI ran hardBut was caughtI was determined of suicideOr so I was toldKnives were stolenFrom my handsBut I fought hardTo not release themThen blankly I staredMarched forthTo the yard beyondTook a glance at the poolAnd knew it to be another chanceAnother door to choose
I Am Not AfraidI am not afraidOf the sounds surroundingI need to get awayBut my earsThey are poundingBy the sound so deafeningSilenceI am not afraidOf the feelings that I feelI cannot explain themFor I don't even knowWhat it is they sealDeep down beneathEmptyI am not afraidOf what it is I seeThey are shapes of some sortThey look like peopleFoes of the KeyExpressions of angerFacelessI am not afraidOf what smells lingerI do not know whetherThey are friendOr foeI found it is a fingerPointing to what I amLostI am not afraidOf the taste withinWhat it isI can now figure outThis is a sinAs they say and leaveDeath
What Is The AnswerLife,What is it?I do not knowHow do I find it out?The answer to the questionThe answer is thereBlowing in the windAs all people sayBut how hard exactlyDoes the wind have to blow?Life,Will I know?Explain to meAn answer, please?For this to be answeredWill be to my pleasingQuestionsThey are everywhereBut my annoyanceWill you leave me be?Life,Is there an answer?I shall know neverOr will I?The answer to the questionIs not thereThis is all becauseLife is meaninglessAnd why people liveIs there a point in why?Life,Who am I?
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