Revalations.

by in spite of love   Nov 9, 2006


An evening with a blood red moon,
We all never knew it'd come this soon.
And end to remember, every bit...
Farther and farther into an endless pit.

Bloodshed everywhere,
Nothing to save,
You planned to repent it,
But now it's too late.

Your God?
He's in heaven...
So why are you here?
He left you alone...
This hell do you fear?

It's too late to be sorry,
Although He'll fogive...
You can't escape death now...
But once you're dead you'll be with Him.

Unless that is you're a screw up,
A pathetic waste of life.
Being emo wouldn't help now,
This is... a much bigger knife.

No, not your wrist, stupid...
Its your head we want.
No, you wont live to savor the pain,
So, believe me, fool, or not?

Time is ticking fast now,
You must choose us or "Him"
Soon everything will be over...
Pick a side you think will win.

As we keep on fighting,
We remember our sollumn cause...
We're here to prove Him wrong...
Screams with no mercy, hear now our song.

We shall rise,
We shall fight,
From dark of day, to dead of night.
We wont stop,
We wont give in.
Screw you all, we're gonna win.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Hannah Emellia

    Im in love with this poem.

  • 18 years ago

    by Blue xo

    Truthfully i really like it.

    its dark, has meaning,... and its just good..

    -- Violet