Journey Poem by Brandon Chiles

The nights are dark,
the lights grow dim,
these feelings are,
just caving in,
a lie is buried,
without a thought,
it’s into this dream,
that we’ll get lost,
as hellfire burns,
the devil’s laugh,
all I can see,
is a crimson mask,
her life is gone,
her lips are cold,
I should have known,
I was even told,
it’s in this day,
that I take a stand,
I won’t let her death,
go without amends,
I lost my world,
it tears my heart,
the sparkle in her eyes,
is what I had sought,
our hands run through,
her silky hair,
this world will burn,
oh yes I dare,
to take the blade,
and cut out their hearts,
for killing mine,
I won’t remain lost.
-Dying Romantic 2: 48 PM February 7th 2008