The End of the Begining

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    • sosmooth51
    • is walking on a bed of nails... behind fire..infront of me death..stay? or leap away?

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    belive it or not...this is actually based on a true story that happened...like i said..belive it or not

    The End of the Begining

    A black sky with burning clouds as it snows in June. I stab my left hand and look through the wound and I see the birth of mankind. I stab my right hand, and do the same and I see the death of mankind. A burning skull chases me, I run and get trapped in infinity. I crucify SATAN, but its still scary to hear him say "I LOVE YOU".  Falling in a black hole I fall forever, I cut myself and write a message to God in blood. But I've been waiting my whole life for a reply. Insanity is my best friend, something I had forever. Locked in a room with no windows but with complete darkness, I now see everything just by staring into the dark...life is game we all must lose.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    sosmooth51’s Poems (15)

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    WHAT NEXT? 4
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    The Idea of Sex, and Yours? 2
    The End of the Begining 0
    The Un-Morning 1
    In Love With Death 1
    What Am I 0
    Hated Life 1
    I 0
    I CAN NOT FIND US 1
    WHAT STRANGE NEW WORLD 0