The Soul

The Soul By Kaoss From the pan into the fire Darkness doth conspire It's never ending goal To delight in the consumption of the Soul The

Damned Forever

Damned Forever By Kaoss People talking, Nothing being said. Meandering about, as legions of the undead. To Fro, Hither and yon. Traveling much, But nowhere has been gone. Such a state, Decayed, but not decaying Million mouths moving, But no sense purveying. Lost Sheep not found Always out a wandering. No hope No mind A boat no oars , floundering. Awaiting a sign That will never arrive. Pinning Hope, That they survive. Alone in the Dark, From lessons not learned. Awaiting the beacon, But salvation was burned. Saddened, dismayed Hope turns away. They have not, Worse yet cannot learn. Darkness falls, Now truly lost. Damned Forever They aimlessly wander.

Endless Circle

Endless Circle


By Kaoss


Stolen nightmares haunt ones sleep.
Never resting, never deep.
Slowly eaten from the inside
Stealing all as if one died.
Is this all to life?


A circle always spinning
Up, down, more losing than winning
Energy now failing
Cut deeply, not bleeding
Does it ever end?


The past comes haunting
And the future's quite daunting
The engine is failing
Soon sirens come wailing
No end in sight, eternity.

Death Walks

Death Walks By Kaoss Internal Darkness swarms Coalesces, increases Threatening to consume The battle begins Heralding certain doom. Overflowing ever growing Identity slipping, Chasm widens Thought colliding, will is sapped The truth now turns to lies What lived now died All that was now isn't Death eternal now reigns Reaper reborn Living death walks again All hail the eternal night.

Slipping

Slipping

 By Kaoss


The mask is slipping. Soon for all to see.
Lack of hope, emptiness and misery.
Strength depleted, but the fight continues.
Beaten, battered, near broken. Fear ensues.
No sign of winning or losing. Stalemate.
Loss of purpose, direction. Plain as day.
What will the reaction be.
Fear, loathing, apathy?
Only time will tell,
on the day  when the hand that holds the mask fell.

Solution

Solution

 By Kaoss


Withering from the onslaught of the world,
One turn within for solace.
Building walls to keep the insanity out,
forgetting the damage and insanity within.

Madness ensues, and within replicates without.
The soul withers slowly, only to die.
Balance is the key, though few find it,
And less seek it.

Open your eyes, your mind and soul.
Live, not hide. Breathe no matter
Allow the pain and madness to pass through.
Holding on to only what is needed and dear.