God, Himself

This is the 3rd one. Written in the persona of God himself. Yes, I am self-indulgent at times :D most people seem to like this most.

God, Himself.

I gave you a world to make me proud,
But what you've done makes me frown,
I see destruction and countless deaths,
With your money you've taken all that's left.

Using people like they're tools,
Both becoming worthless fools,
I see a race filled with lies,
Living a useless tale and dies.

Maybe I'll strike you down with lightning,
Make you pay for all the foolish fighting,
But never will you learn the truth of life,
That nothing is more important than living right.

In The Dark

2nd 1 I wrote. its a little stronger than the 1st 1 i guess. enjoy :D

In The Dark

Insanity of the human race,
Greedy hearts and faceless face,
Cunning minds and hearts of stone,
Human feelings gone cold to the bone.

Throw away all that was good,
Put our necks into this noose,
Never see what we've become,
A species of fools come undone.

Come here looking for the truth,
See that we have everything left to prove,
Words of deceit from mouths of cruelty,
Fruits of what we ate from the tree.

Angels wings have broken,
There is nothing left to be spoken,
Nothing left to give hope,
No more turns at this road.

Bleak

Wrote 3 new poems. hope you guys like it. this is my personal fav :D

Bleak

Another day at the scene,
I'm forced to fake the life within,
A disappointment none have seen,
Another day imagining what might have been.

See the sun and turn away,
I'm burning out under the day,
What if I decided not to stay,
Take a narrow road find a new way.

Lifeless form of death inhaled,
A bright future left derailed,
Standing still with nothing left to say,
Everything seems to have turned so gray.

A dark room emblazoned through and true,
I feel I have nothing left to lose,
Going through another day,
Seeing no end to this endless fray.

Dead

I see things differently,
Maybe in a morbid way,
I see crowds and flee,
Keep the jealousy at bay.

Far away from you is fine,
I'll just rot in the dark,
Finding no comfort in every line,
Find the realities of life stark.

Flowers don't blossom anymore,
The sun seems to be painted gray,
Refuse to open the door,
Live in the shadow of the day.

The past is nothing but regret,
Denying the marks of love,
Crawling through the dread,
I won't resign to living above.

I'll stay belligerent,
Make this feelings apathetic,
Pretend to be pertinent,
When deep inside I'm defunct.