Would You Kindly - Bad Ending Would you kindly...Would You Kindly - Bad Ending3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you kindly lie,
filling my head with a false life.
The life you wanted.
Would you kindly make me a monster,
tell me to become the villain,
turn the Atlantic into a fiery-massacre.
Would you kindly lead me,
a shadow, twisted and deformed,
down every evil hall of the city.
Would you kindly toss me about,
like the wreck of the plane itself,
crumbled on the murky ocean floor.
Would you kindly warp my mind,
a mind I never had control of,
a puppet on a bloodied string.
Would you kindly...
Kindly, you bastards.
For every drop of blood I spill for you,
the more the city belongs to me.
Would You KindlyWould you kindly...Would You Kindly3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Would you kindly release me?
I have no will to become a puppet,
a slave of your greed and power lust.
Would you kindly show your face?
Using those you murdered,
to mask your malicious intent.
Would you kindly confront me,
as man and not as the coward you are.
The final showdown.
Would you kindly bleed,
against the floors you tried so hard,
to rip from the hands that made it.
Would you kindly die,
an irony matched by no other.
Your power made you only weaker.
Would you kindly...
kindly, my dear.
Show me the way out.
The way up.
ADAMSuch glorious praise,ADAM3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
for such twisted science.
ADAM, the way of the future,
the way of Rapture.
But, should such things be praised?
As we augment our selves further,
we plunge deeper and deeper,
into dark and sadistic addiction.
As if the Devil himself slips,
quietly and grinning,
into your blackened veins.
The needle his gate. His path way.
Your eyes become his eyes.
Your strength belongs to him.
How much longer,
can you resist his seduction?
The vial is empty,
the needle slightly moist.
Look at your arms, friend.
What have you done?
Words and WeaponsYour words are powerless here.Words and Weapons3 years ago in Horror More Like This
Every syllable you mutter is a pointless charade;
Words will not change you.
They will not change us.
Simple text and gospel praise,
as vile and useless as the parasites who exhale them,
stain the truth about words:
Words are nothing against true change.
Speech will not change the world;
that's the job for a firing line of hot lead.
SmotherWhy stand,Smother3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
against the wall of your peers,
inattentive for your words?
They do not care.
For your words are not yours.
Whose are they?
Your voice fades out,
the surroundings quickly follow.
The silence bleeds you,
sipping away at sanity.
Your voice does not matter.
Nor does theirs.
Silence your voice.
Quiet your heart.
Smother your soul.
QuestionsIf I do evil,Questions3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but cannot see it,
am I truly evil?
If I do good,
but no one notices,
am I doing good?
that questions everything.
unknown and non-existent.
What is truth? And what is false?
Who's logic is correct, and who's is wrong?
See me as a god,
or as a wicked demon.
I'm not asking for glorification,
or bitter resentment.
I am who I am,
and not who I'm not.
The guiding light or darkened descent,
it's me who stands before you.