writings of a mortal soul
await the feedbacks.will return the fav.but please,read it carefully cuz it's really deep...don't just skip thru the lines...
Pittyful minds in the cover of darkness plot,
Ones essence devoured by vultures,left to rot,
Nowadays for protection most purchase,a ten shot,
A desperate mind searches,for a reason,but,
Going in the sactuary of churches,nowadays not,
Even there dreadful hate urges,in people’s heart,
The search for perfection an assigment,to never stop,
Most don’t know we’re a diamond,just uncut,
Aspirning to the bird of wonder,a mortal soul lusts,
Grievously and painfuly goin under,my world busts,
Two vissions of life go asunder,my soul slowly rusts,
Prophetic thoughts roar like a thunder,but can’t get outta my crust,
My ideas hatch and start to maunder,my world readjusts,
To the soft whispers inside myself persist,echoin slow,
Devilish commandmends still exist,red eyes glow,
In the mirror an image of a deceased,cold as snow,
See my pagon soul of an atheist,i suffer,god know,
A negativist perfictionist ended as a nihilist,so hollow,
I c the world thru the eyez of an anarchist,I c death’s claw,
Like the fingers of ones fist,evil and good interflow,
With pain I graiz slowly the page with my wrist,write my flow,
In a diseased world I’m an artist,in my sins I crawl,
Realyze thru the settling myst,my horizonts never to thaw,
Awaken mind by a holy priest,a holy voice it told,
You don’t have to be a jurist,to follow god’s law,
With a wiry trembeling voice of a egoist,I asked to know,
My own name written in death’s list...must I follow?
Death’s iron fist after an elegist idealist,preparing the final blow,
The salvation of our souls,an apochaplypse,a biblical outflow…
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Originally Posted by Chris Black
