darkfox's blog: "poems"

Feed the demon For this is a omen A gift from the forsaken for all the pain i have taken let the demon rise from inside for there will be no place to hide As he takes over this body Ready to unleash his fury on the ones that have caused me pain the Shadows is hard to contain his claws are dripping with blood as his prey is face down in the mud with his hunger quenched and his prey deceased he fades back to sleep for he is just a small piece of what lingers in my heart

Darkness fills my troubled soul Filling my heart with black hole’s As I Walk the path of fallen angels in the past, Will I ever find peace at last? Please release me from my pain From a world that is so vain. Sent into exile by me peer’s As I wipe away my tears With the feeling of belonging gone from my heart, I can feel my soul ripping apart. The fates will not help me. Maybe in the darkness they cannot see. As I shout out for someone to hear me. Praying that someone will hear my plea As days turn into weeks, And my body feels ever so weak. Is this my final days here in this place, To journey forever in this empty space. The fates have done me in. To curse me in a place like this. Where a troubled soul will never be missed To offer my soul sweet release.

Poets soul Let the words flow out of my heart. Before it rip my soul apart.. Let the pen flow with my thoughts So it will not tie my heart in knots. Let my feeling be forever on paper. For my poems are my only saivor. Let the reader understand. For with that their minds will expand. My poems are filled with my hope and pain. With a little bit of the arcane. With each line i write down. In every verb and noun. My heart is speaking out. Letting you know what its all about. Let your art say the same about you For there is a path to the true you.

The night comes and covers the earth. Telling the sun to stay out of her turf. For a moment they stand. Getting ready to fight for the land. When they fight i can see. They change the color of the sky and the sea. The night always wins the fight. Letting the people know its going to be alright. This is a neverending cycle. Sometimes i feel. Us humans need to stop and look at this visual meal. Becuase when they fight. The sky becomes alive with a beautiful light.

Watching as time passes by my eyes. i seem to wounder why life is filled with lies. deep in there heart they dont want to do it. but something wispers in there ear "its ok lie a bit". with that little voice in our minds. its hard not to lie at times. one lie turn into two or three after a while the voice is the only thing you belive. as the lies get easier to speak aloud. the voice begins to cloud your mind. feeding you ideas of your doing the right thing. when in real life the real horror begins. your friends begin to leave your side. your family can't even trust you because of your lies. you are alone on a small island with only the darkness, thinking about the friends you miss. you look to the voice for advice. but the voice is gone leaving you alone in this abyss. as the darkness begins to engulf your soul. you wounder why did you have to lie more and more. with no voice and your loved ones gone. you feel like this is all wrong. the darkness begins to feed on your pain and tears. adding more and more to your fears. "will i die alone. is this my fate." more tears start to fall as it is yourself you begin to hate. looking to the sky you beg for death. the darkness moves closer to take your final breath. a voice is heard in the mist. trust in me and i will make you anything you want to be. but the price is your soul belongs to me. for i am the voice you hear when the world makes you run and hide. for i am all your lies.

So you think I act just like you? Do you take me for a fool. There is nothing more I rather do. Then to try to emulate you. Yea right!!! To say I am anything like you Is just a bunch of bull. Wait right there as I take you to school On what it takes to be you. Sometimes you act like a lady. Im sorry make that a baby. Crying when you cant get your way Now is that a really good way to play? For a simple answer you need You come to me and beg and pled. Lets not forget your relationships Lets just say that ship has sailed. You call yourself a punk? Now thats a load of junk. To me youre nothing but a poser. Nothing more then a 2bit loser. So you say I want to be like you? Now you know thats untrue. Why would I want to be a fool? When I can be just plain cool.

pain and anger fills our souls. as water would fill a hole. why does the heart lead us to pain? are all our hopes and dreams in vain? are we fated to wonder alone? searching for a place to call home. looking for someone to make us whole. people spend years looking and hunting. in a neverending quest for nothing. for when you find that beckon of light. you will be at peace for a short time in your life. the light will turn dark the negetive light will show you the mark. of painful lies and a twisted thoughts. is this what you were hunting for? do you want more? the mind says no, but the heart says yes. so we follow our hearts, thinking it was only a test. and yet again the quest begins a new. and the light will show you again more of the pain that will be waiting.