I see the world as I fall,
Into the depths below,
Statues around me stand tall,
No to hear me scream,
No one to see me ball,
From my wounds blood does seep,
From my mouth I scream and yell,
No one can hear me, no one can tell,
Will I stand before almighty God?
While I'm on the highway to hell.
On the earths surface I do trod,
Battles I have fought! Many soldiers fell,
I lay on the blood soaked sod,
Waiting for the devil, my soul to sell,
Will I go to be with God?
When I hear the final bell,
My fate awaits as the enemy closes in,
My story, will people tell?
The sky is black, covered in my sin,
What's that smell?
Blood... From my wounds both out and in,
The enemy surrounds me, to an end is almost my tale,
Weapons aimed at me, I say a prayer, look at the grenade, and pull the pin.
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Poems by DA_VIP3R
PoetryThis is just poems that express my moods. Most are dark I know, I'm sorry. I hope you all enjoy them. I'm putting all of them into this novel. Thanks to all my loyal fans! Peace... Yeah right. War, Anger, and Malice.
