ValmarUlgrad

One so young and innocent Abused, beaten, bloodied By the parent who gave him life The feeling of outcast No love felt Nor to confide in... Doomed to the torment Of a broken home No one loves or cares To stop the torment That he bears Then one night All of this comes agian He lays down his head Never to rise A forgotten child By the road side

Screech... Bang... Crash... Thats all I remember Before my world turned black I could hear sirens A poor man weeping Then nothing All was still All was quiet Nothing before or around me So sound... No feeling Nor warmth or cold Then a appeared before me A big black door      Victorian gothic symbols Festooned and elaborated The texture of that dark portal And there in the middle Oh so clear Stood a reflection Of all that I am Of all that I was And all that I could have been      The reflections of the evils I have created and bestowed Upon those poor souls Of my friends My family And strangers i did not know It w

The feel of ultimate power at my figer tips The power to destroy and devastate worlds Whole cities crumbling before my might and name Nations brought to their knees at the mere sight of me With the snap of my fighers and a flick of my wrist Snuffs out that world and is pathetic existance And as easily as I destroyed it and turned it to dust In the blink of an eye, it reforms and comes back For I need my amusement from those pathetic creatures Their screams bring me joy Their pain my food Like sweet honey I love its taste I think I will destroy them again I still have not had my fill With a blinding flash of light.... I rose fr

The grace of her walk Those luscious natural red lips Cheeks of beauty and life The flow of her hair Oh, her hair The very embodiment of her soul It acts on a will of its own Changing colors in light From radiant golden yellow, like the center of a daisy That so much loves To that of molten brown chocolate her smiles could charm baby birds from their nests her eyes shimmer with peace and tranquility From her long flowing hair To the beauty marks on her delicate skin God must have spent many long days and sleepless nights Making the beauty that I have come to love and whenever I lay eyes on her My troubles melt away

I put on my full plate armor with the symbol of my clan The burden it puts on me is familar and tasteless Years dstroyed by war and lives lost War with those foul orcs is of high cost I call you my beloved people I am your sovereign I stand as the symbol of this kingdom To protect and govern as I see fit How I hate those murderous beasts The slaughter brought apon you my friends I wear this belt and sword as a symbol of my hatred I wear this great sword for the good of you all for which I depend This steel shield I shall use as a symbol of our victory This crown of metal i shall wear with pride I will not hide amongst my troops

A shattered soul..... With no place left to go No place left to rest its head No comfort from this feeling of brokenness This shattered soul feels no love Feels only pain from what had been An what will never come again This shattered soul slowly bleeding out Though not on the outside The pain in life that was felt Left wounds that time can never heal This shattered soul slowly dieing But no one cares And soon......... The pain will nevr be borne again

All my hopes and my dreams In one man in one person All my hopes and my dreams In one man, who is my father All my hopes and my dreams Dashed and shattered By that one man, who is my father All my hopes and my dreams Dead Dead with a single phrase From that one man, who is my father All my hopes and my dreams Gone From that phrase which was spoken by my father All gone for standing up for myself in front of my father With that one single phrase of "Get out of my house, go live with your mother! I don't care anymore!" And with that simple phrase All my hopes and my dreams extinct, and nonexistent

Death comes and goes Leaving destruction in its wake In the hearts of the family Of the one it has taken Into its peaceful embrace It eases the sufferings Stops the pain of a hard life Carries the deseased to unkown bliss But the ones it takes Will surely be missed So When death beakens One must answer the call To travel with him To that dark void Which is our death, our fear Of what is the unkown....

Her parents All they seem to do is Bitch...bitch...bitch Whine...whine...whine god how i hate them all the time

My mind hurts, yet it is numb My mind cries out, yet it is silent My mind is alive and well, yet it is dead My mind is found, yet it is lost My mind seeks pleasure, yet it finds none My mind is here, yet it is not there My mind is not what it seems No one knows the true me No one knows what I have felt No one knows the horrors I have seen, and endured No one knows of the abuse I have suffered No one knows me.... So why sould I care any more