The Dark Poet
quintessence of joy
perversion personified....
In nightmare abode
no rest have I found
my dreams parallel blackness....
no understanding
when hope is no more
fulfilled is my destiny....
anti Christ is born
my strength, your weakness
in dream you bow before me....
God no longer is
no one is my friend
my decisions are final....
666 rising
now dreaming a wish
half awake in my slumber....
please let this be real
© May 19 2010 placed 7th in “Dark Poet” contest
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