Jump to content
The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

Recommended Posts

Posted

Falling from above

I see ungodly tears-

Because she has nothing.

 

Not a thing to live for,

Nor a martyr's will-

Just a being in existance

Trapped without her hope.

 

Never getting loved,

Lonely through the years

Living every sin.

 

Naming everyone a whore-

Searching for one kill.

Souls pierced by a holy lance-

It can't be possible to cope

 

And now my standards droop low.

For this - is - the god I know.

Posted

A chilling, unfathomable view, presented well.

 

Reminds me of Shakespeare when you break the non-rhyming pattern at the end... I believe, at the end of each scene, Shakespeare would twist a rhyme onto the exeunt.

 

Well written. More, more!!

 

(slams plate up and down on a table)

 

WE WANT MORE! WE WANT MORE!

  • 2 months later...
×
×
  • Create New...