ebony_moon2002

Inner Sanctum
2002-04-25 23:24:16 (UTC)

I didn t mean to come off as..

I didn't mean to come off as seeming to think i'm
challenged like my sister is. I'm different than her. I
don't have her problems. I have my own. my thoughts are my
own. My mind is my own. my expression is my own.


GATES OF HELL

The Gates of Hell have opened
The ties that held were broken
Yet not a word was spoken
When the Gates of Hell were opened
Take this as your token
Heed the words just spoken
For the Gates of Hell are open


ESCAPING DARKNESS

I will come through
My spirit is woken anew
Inner darkness is colored blue
I will come through
Your fate is chosen and true
The Darkness shall swallow you
I will come through
There is nothing you can do
The chances that there were are few
I will come through
The chains left; my spirit flew
And I come after you
I will come through

I wrote those poems while i was reading a book
called "Darkfall", by Dean R. Koontz. It's about voodoo,
Hougouns, and Bocors. Bocors are the preists of black
magic.


I think the poems represt more than the book though.




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