end of all

By Evil Ash

insanity grips the weakend souls

eviscerating the masses,
leaving empty shells burning coals,
babies born in test tube glasses,
monstrosities grown to fruition,
living and raping growth and health,
a new order of hate and perdition,
all for the wicked mans wealth

trapped in a cage of flesh and bone,
walking the wastes tryin to find home ,
feasting on blood and innocence,
garbled words never make no sense ,

waking from dreams ,so disillusioning;
sleeping the truth away,keeping the lie;
moving realities ,of my own fashioning ;
hearts ache,almost to cry;
then its seen,a bright light ;
chasing the storm,seeking madness;
i want it,with all my might;
but all i have ,left with sadness:

reeling from a blow to the soul,collected memories of pain;
static thoughts running wild,drifting flurries leave a stain;
towering inferno burning,pulse rages ..quickened;
fear grips the mind,twisting bending it sends;
moans escape,drips of sanity ;
leaking cells,tears of dragons:

and i hear this whisper ,breezes blowing ..
a song of time,moving slowly...
rustles of leaves ,startled glances...
the falling leaves,tear tracks...
snow coming,cold embraces...
icy fingers ,shivers for warmth..
dark to light ,new growth ..
dawning breaths ,hearts strength..
burning fields, passionate embrace...

,hallowed grounds and sacred blessings can not be found
insecure ramblings of portents of future and desecrated thoughts abound
but steps are taken not planned and hope is dearest
directions not needed destination whichever is nearest
darkness in souls could but they see light
land wasted all in blight
curtains of blood waves across the sea
all is dead all are gone except me


 

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Copyright 2011 EVILASH
Published on Sunday, August 21, 2011.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • Dilated View On Sunday, July 28, 2019, Dilated View (583)By person wrote:

    This was pretty heavy. The world as a wasteland, likely of our own doing. But I would imagine there would have to be others out there like you, assuming that there was "all is dead... except me". What a horrifying world that would be. Are we heading for it? Maybe. Nicely done, thank you for sharing your vision :)

  • Nameless Pariah On Monday, August 22, 2011, Nameless Pariah (126)By person wrote:

    This pretty much sums up the world, in all of its ugly little colors. And then to be the last man standing...Somehow I'm reminded of I Am Legend. Great write by the way.

  • Devilish On Sunday, August 21, 2011, Devilish (2657)By person wrote:

    Wow!!! Babies born in test tube glasses... You are a fighter... You've made it this far in life, not to die... But to live and be beautiful and write and release.... Scholar

  • dwells On Sunday, August 21, 2011, dwells (4284)By person wrote:

    Sorry you're so low; hope this poem released some of that blue funk.

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