Immortal
A walk down an empty street,
Or down a traffic covered freeway.
It makes no difference safe or not,
Death is not in my atmosphere.
I cannot feel pain,
Nor witness death first hand.
I cannot sweep away from life,
Nor taste my blood for which is bland.
I avow this problem to my people and others,
But not one understands my troubles.
Life dies around me,
As the sky turns in.
But I cannot sleep this time,
Not now. Not Then.
Edits:
added the word traffic to the second line
Evil
Too much hate and fury,
And too much death and sin.
Too many people causing small bits of chaos,
One day of which will spread.
Trying to stay away,
Staying with what is good.
Trying to help my will,
But at the same time getting farther away.
I will try to stay within the boundaries of light,
But even that is but a big fight.
