Most of my inspiration is from sadness...When I write, I create a release..I have no intention of causing depression from my poetry, if anything I appreciate the ability to express it.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Apocalypse sunrise

Lost in the fire, my belongings turned coal
Memories of sunshine, I'm covered in ashes.
Sounds of sirens, they'll never come.

Apocalypse sunrise, fear this.
Walk on the bright side and you'll be dead by morning.

The life you once lived, is a pipe dream of what can never be.
The heart you once felt, is no longer beating.

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