My brother's not a werewolf
though it often looks that way.
He has to shave his whiskers
almost every single day.
His feet are getting furry
and his hands are sprouting hair.
His voice is deep and growling
like a grumpy grizzly bear.
He often sleeps throughout the day
and stays up half the night.
And if u saw the way he eats
you'd surely scream in fright.
His clothes are ripped and dirty
like the stuff a werewolf wears.
His socks and shirts are shredded
and his pants have countless tears.
If u should ever meet him
you'll discover what I mean.
My brother's not a werewolf;
he's just turning seventeen.
though it often looks that way.
He has to shave his whiskers
almost every single day.
His feet are getting furry
and his hands are sprouting hair.
His voice is deep and growling
like a grumpy grizzly bear.
He often sleeps throughout the day
and stays up half the night.
And if u saw the way he eats
you'd surely scream in fright.
His clothes are ripped and dirty
like the stuff a werewolf wears.
His socks and shirts are shredded
and his pants have countless tears.
If u should ever meet him
you'll discover what I mean.
My brother's not a werewolf;
he's just turning seventeen.
I can't believe
That u're gone.
I can't believe
U've moved on.
u zei I'm
The only one,
But now
She's the 1.
U zei u love me,
U wanted to marry me.
But now u're gone
U've moved on.
How do u expect me
To verplaats on without u.
U're my sunshine
My only smile,
But now u're gone
U've carried on.
Without me.
U've closed the door,
U broke my heart
Into pieces no 1 can fix.
Please come back
And be mine forever.
Please fix my heart
So I can be free.
There's someone out there
Who'll want me soon.
But I'll run back only to find
U don't want me
U've moved on without me.
I want to hear u say
U love me again
So I won't be scared
Like I'm right now.
Please turn around
I'm waiting behind u
For u to come back
And be mine again.
That u're gone.
I can't believe
U've moved on.
u zei I'm
The only one,
But now
She's the 1.
U zei u love me,
U wanted to marry me.
But now u're gone
U've moved on.
How do u expect me
To verplaats on without u.
U're my sunshine
My only smile,
But now u're gone
U've carried on.
Without me.
U've closed the door,
U broke my heart
Into pieces no 1 can fix.
Please come back
And be mine forever.
Please fix my heart
So I can be free.
There's someone out there
Who'll want me soon.
But I'll run back only to find
U don't want me
U've moved on without me.
I want to hear u say
U love me again
So I won't be scared
Like I'm right now.
Please turn around
I'm waiting behind u
For u to come back
And be mine again.
A beginning & an end
Death is a friend of a fiend
Life can be dark and cold as the deepest depth of the mighty oceans
And dangerous as a threatened wolf in her forest.
Our minds are the blessing of a curse
What is real?
Do we feel?
Are we drones of our own creations?
An end shall come to this nation
A new age is drawing near
The old ones will die
Perhaps in vain of insane
Its death will deliver our rebirth
Of illumination
The extinction of the selfish & violent ones will zeehond, seal our survival
The future is our revival
when u wish upon a star
it doesn't matter where u are.
two stargazers, up at night,
seem close beneath the faint starlight.
space makes miles seem quite small
when light-years stretch between it all;
but distance is hard to breach,
thus putting u just out of reach.
til the land touches the sky,
we still remain just you and i...
but for tonight we can be,
just wish upon a ster with me.
~an original poem door me~
~check out meer of my poetry and writing at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~
it doesn't matter where u are.
two stargazers, up at night,
seem close beneath the faint starlight.
space makes miles seem quite small
when light-years stretch between it all;
but distance is hard to breach,
thus putting u just out of reach.
til the land touches the sky,
we still remain just you and i...
but for tonight we can be,
just wish upon a ster with me.
~an original poem door me~
~check out meer of my poetry and writing at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~
OF
RUST
do u breathe the name
of your saviour in your uur of need
and taste the blame
if the flavour should remind u of greed
of implication, insinuation and ill will
till' u cannot lie still
in all this turmoil
before red cape and foil
come closing in for a kill
come feed the rain
’cause i'm thirsty for your love
dancing underneath the skies of lust
yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your love my life
ain't nothing but this carnival of rust
it's all a game, avoiding failure
when true colors will bleed
all in the name of misbehaviour
and the things we don't need
i lust for after no disaster can touch
touch us anymore
and meer than ever
i hope to never fall, where enough
is not the same it was before
don't walk away, don't walk away
when the world is burning
don't walk away, don't walk away
when my hart-, hart is yearning
As the present goes on and the past follows behind
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These vragen are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate
The End
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These vragen are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate
The End
By Alucard Steiner
___________________
The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's boot made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads u to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling u deeper in.
The end of u life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
u wish for safety, but u meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings u to your knees.
u desire to run, but u can never flee.
The boot floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
___________________
The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's boot made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads u to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling u deeper in.
The end of u life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
u wish for safety, but u meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings u to your knees.
u desire to run, but u can never flee.
The boot floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
~
I lie awake thinking.
Where is the better tomorrow?
Why do we always find it at an instant too late?
How is it that the earth can misjudge it's caretaker's so carelessly?
Due to days like this, I can see now why Pandora shut the box.
It's a macabre assult we have just trying to live through one day.
Every uur is as excrutiating as the second.
All of the dances, composed door life and death, are filled with taunting, torturous reminders of what is yet to come.
We can't all catch a lucky break, we can only grin and beer it.
There is a black wolk which coveres the already shrouded eyes of our madness.
Will I be able to see that tomorrow when all hope is gone and no one will hold out a hand for me?