General. And poetry.

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To all the readers of Bandit’s Sin. I AM SO SORRY. The big Writer’s Block hath risen up and smacked me between the eyes so hard I think I’m still seeing crosswise. Not only that, I suck. I really do. (/._.)/ <~~ See that? That’s me. Kowtowing to you for forgiveness. *whimpers*

Well. . .here’s one of my random pieces of work as a bribe. And another bribe is located here, on my FF.net account. Plzdon’tkillme.

Darkness Within
I am no angel, nor a saint
Feel this dark mind’s twisted taint.
See the blood upon my hands?
I make the scars, I do not mend

I make and shape and then I break
The more I give, the more I take
To watch another’s ceaseless pain
And be the cause, that is my gain

I come from shadows cloaked in dark
With these hands I place my mark
Upon the weary, hated, torn,
Upon the children yet unborn.

I am Hate, Lust, Envy, Terror, War
I am the sins of those before
I am the darkness in every soul
I am the cruel, hungry cold

I bring down kingdoms, humble men,
I watch and wait, then strike again
Hear the cries as the people weep
Here shriek the souls that I have reaped

I am the voice which speaks of Death
I am a murdered child’s dying breath
I am the one watching in your dreams,
I am that which laughs at your screams.

I end the tale, I cut the thread,
When all is sped and all are dead.
Freedom is gone and hope is lost,
And all that is left is the ravening frost.

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Feel free to flame me. T___T Again, I AM SORRY. I could not be sorrier if I had slunk home drunk at 7 in the morning, carrying a dead skunk as a hat and balancing a booze bottle on each arm-

Wait, yes. Yes I could.

Chapter 6 WILL be up by Sunday my time. I swear. D< *kills self*

EDIT: Teh links are tehfixeddd. *bashes self*

15 thoughts on “General. And poetry.”

  1. Is that supposed to be 1/2 menace 1/2 depression!
    *CRIES* You made me so sad by saying “I am that which laughs at your screams”
    *WAAAAAAAAAAAAH*
    And are you really drunk?! Anyways, good poem <_<“

  2. hahahahahaha don push yourself la indescane
    i haven’t even wrote my story part 4 for 4 weeks ^-^

  4. You rock Des! Although that kinda was depressing, it was excellent. Kinda like “Ode to a buffoon”. I dare you to put that up! And Bandit’s Sin BETTER be up by today. . .*glare*

  5. u buffoon ezyan. u can’t even spell buffoon. u wrote it with an a. poltroon, buffoon, blaggard hahahah.

    Indescane: it’s sunday your time and my time. are you dry and warm now?

    cool poem. u should put up the one u wrote on the poster with all the pictures. thanks for giving us something

  6. Yeah well, at least I spell all my “you”s and “I”s right, ILC. And have capitals.

  7. u are like egar ellen poel or how ever u speall his name which is not very good ‘cos he sufred by deprssion

  9. It rhymes! I can never write a poem that rhymes so nicelyyyyyyy. With all the imagery toooo.
    *worships* Indescane, thou are genius incarnate!
    [link’s broken, btw. So you’re only literary genius incarnate. :X]

  10. Oooh, spiffalicious. I didn’t see this blog before. Nice poetry, however morbid. You’re just insanely creative, that’s why your blogs wipe the floor with mine. *lol* Mine is delayed again too by the way, I was out all day.

  11. You know, Indescane, I keep on coming back to read this poem. It’s so good. :X
    Can I steal the words to make a desktop wallpaper or something?

  12. . . .SQUEEEEEEE.

    I mean, yes, yesyoumay. <3 But will you send it to me when you’re done? ;_; Because a wallpaper made by you will make my eye-candy for a month. I seriously love wallpapers, I do.

    And here’s something really freaky for you all to ponder. This poem was actually a. . .tribute to one of the characters in my original fiction. Maestro and Saedas were both based off him, so imagine a person who is a combination of their traits, but twice as manipulative, four times as sadistic and completely, utterly ruthless, with no regard for anyone or anything. Actually, the poem sums him up pretty well.

    Ez and ILC knowof him. Don’t either of you dare post his name here or I shall personally murder you. Both.

    WHEEE~

  13. ^^ Okay. I’ll try my darnest.

    And I did wonder if the poem was about the ebil people in your story. But somehow, I only thought of Maestro, not Saedas. I deserve a cookie all the same though.

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