Joseph

In this wayward child,
The evil grows-
Down this spiral of madness,
Is the calling of crows.


~ElizaDeath

I sit here thinking of words to say,
and it just seems pointless.

The tide of darkness is here once again,
And I will try not to care.

~ElizaDeath

After the Carnival

After the Harvest Carnival
All that was left was a barren field-
Dusty dirt, trampled popcorn boxes
And Circus animal droppings.

Ah, but there is treasure among the trash.

And as fate would have it,
A damning piece of evidence
for authorities on the case.

Found is the diary of Banjo the clown.
Complete with a burial map
Of all the missing persons.

~ElizaDeath

Secrets Kept

A cautionary warning for those who seek,
Constant knowing of things to come.

Of the secrets you want to know,
Some better unseen - Best untold.

Sometimes cruel or completely unjust,
Fate is always the way it will be.

~ElizaDeath

Quiet Whispers

On breathless whispers,
Are the calls from ancestors-

To quiet the mourning weeps,
Quiet the shovels in dirt,
Quiet the rattling bones.

We do not miss our memories
Of the living as we pass
Into deep, misty realms.

This translucent dimension,
A passage through time,
Where all wounds are healed.

~ElizaDeath

In the Smoke

Look closely into the smoke
and you shall see,
the true nature of things-

~ElizaDeath

Damn it all!

I do what I know is right,
I try to stay positive,
And constantly strive to be my best-
Ultimately it is my responsibility.

But damn it all,
If this isn't Hell-
As there is a devil,
constantly pulling me down.

~ElizaDeath

Sit back and contemplate...

As you sit back and contemplate, or pray-
The evil lurks - it seeps in knowing,
That all prayers aren't answered.

Sit back and do as you've always done -
And arbitrarily argue,
That your method is what
"He" would want.

~ElizaDeath