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Awake

Contributed by trackiller2006 on Monday, 7th March 2011 @ 12:12:26 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



The human mind, such a wonderful thing.
So complex yet so fragile.
A mind is the ultimate weapon, and an infections tool.
Wars can be won with it and disasters can come from it.
Think, just once, about the power of emotion and impression.
Some believe the mind is the key to existence, others the key to our demise.
One of the flaws of man...is ambition.
This is mans greatest downfall and will lead to destruction.
Is everything you know real or imagined?
Is the world simply an extension of our minds, or are we all simply still asleep?
Have you ever wondered are all of our minds connected somewhere?
Can any of us say that we have not felt the emotions of another?
Why do we feel such things if we are not all connected?
Take for example what happens when someone screams fire in a crowded room.
Hysteria takes over and no one stops to see if there is a fire.
It is because we all fear the same thing, death; and all react the same way.
The End is what most fear, the coming of something out of our control.
Control has always been the only thing that most think will save them in the end.
Control can not save us, now the only thing that can, is what most of us lack in today's time.
We all must regain the will, the will to survive and to push through and continue on.
Without this we are nothing more than sheep being lead to slaughter.
Nothing and no one can save you now, only yourself if you can find the will to go on.
Know that one day you may very well become what you fear, because they are many and we are so few.
Can any of us say that we can truly hold on until they have given up, or will we falter like the rest and loose everything and follow the other sheep to oblivion?
The world is on fire and we all now have a front row seat to watch it burn to nothingness.
Watch as all you know burns to cinder and we choke upon the ash of all we hold dear...

The sky was darkened with the ash of the damned and the fire's lit the sky crimson.
The cry's of the world rose as one into a bitter sweet chorus... beckoning all to join.
Madness has taken over and thrown humanity into a new age, one of chaos.
Mistakes are now unforgivable and soon cost more than a pat on the back with lesson learned.
Violence and death have now become the norm.
A new lesson for humankind to learn is that there is always a method to the madness.
Nothing is random and everything that has,will,and is happaning, is for a reason.
Can you come to understand the reasons?

Go into the darkness and embrace the loss of all you know.
Feel the sarrow in the void around you.
Let go and slide down to the bottem of hell with all you know.
Close your eyes and realize that all is lost.
Never fear...for soon the devil shall be here.
Slow now slowly cry out all of your tears.
Weep for the dead but...more importently weep for the living for hell has risien to power.
Awake to the new dawn of humanity......




Copyright © trackiller2006 ... [ 2011-03-07 12:12:26]
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Re: Awake (User Rating: 1 )
by InfinitePoet on Tuesday, 22nd March 2011 @ 09:23:28 PM AEST
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WOW!!.... thats all i can say is wow!! Very great work here!!Keep writing and sharing always
Respectfully,
Dana


Re: Awake (User Rating: 1 )
by purplestary on Saturday, 10th September 2011 @ 02:51:14 PM AEST
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this is like a horror story, except its not a story its reality..crazy or what. haven't heard from you in a while. thought i would drop by and read some of your poems.




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