well, this is morbid.

fatal attraction
jump the gun
top it off and walk away
trail of smoke, leave in wake
long remembered--
quick mistake

rain-soaked honor
lies in shreds
blood-washed hands seize the day
standing tall
none can conquer
raging storm, demon laughter

rising up, a fog is looming
cover mortal night
in pain
swift the melody arise
plunge the sword
to stop the sighs

in the rancid taste of lust
the killer reaps
the churning dust
with lies and freaks
to turn the page
on history's last embrace




Here is my pathetic attempt at writing. Plus, I don't really have any idea what it's about. I like the words though. They are very powerful.
Honestly? I haven't been able to spit out a really good poem, one that I really liked, in about six months, but it's closing in on seven a little quicker than I'd like.
Oh well. All my emo friends will love me for this one.
:)