There are demons inside me,
waiting to unleash hell on earth,
tearing the last bit of humanity left,
just wanting to express themselves.
In a Confused state I stand in,
to let, or not to let them out,
seeing the beauty of the wicked world,
turning your spirits up above.
By the grace of the fire and the
flames,
knowing I'm the master of my sea,
blood in my veins rushing through,
till it broke open and rained down.
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PARALLEL UNIVERSE
PoetryI write because nobody listens. A Collection of random poems, prose's. Which takes you to your own paradise of thoughts, feelings... WARNING Don't try copying my content. If you do, I'll hunt you down and castrate you. If you don't, Then do enjoy...
