Those Eyes
Heart torn out
Thrown against the wall
Empty chest cavity
Oozing blood relentlessly
Bright eyes
Striking, tempting
Lured me in
Cast me out
Watch me now
Filled with malice
Laughing at my helplessness
Finding humour in my pain
Just don’t get it started
That’s how you win the game
Apocalypse
Apocalypse, apocalypse
Where is one when I need it?
Where is the blood and gore
And nothing more
But death and bloody destruction
Where is the blood spill I crave for?
Why aren’t the heavens breaking?
Earth shaking?
Children quaking
Beneath satins wrath?
Where are the fires balls?
Screams and calls
To lost loved ones?
Where are the locus swarms?
The fire that warms
My heart just to see it consume
Where is my goddamn apocalypse?
Haiku
Voices of the dead
Calling to me, beckoning
Into hell I jump
