William King Jr.
Biography of William King Jr.
Writing is the one release that makes the world seem to complete itself. I write to express my feelings, how I feel. How I see the world. What I'm going through. My poetry is a part of me. My poetry is the written incarnation of my inner being, my soul, blood and sweat. The sanity of words help the insanity of the being.
~Tho the light of the world shines, darkness still lurks in the shadows~
William King Jr.'s Works:
Working on the epic poem before I actually write the book
William King Jr. Poems
Night life slowly fades into the dawn And the man in the west moon now sleeps Dreams soon set themselves aside And the reality of the day sets in
There are nights When I sit up in my bed Tears streaming down my face Because I know you aren’t there
Visions as I look in the mirror I always stare at your picture Thinking back on all the fun we had Now my soul feels sad
Regret And Redemption
Who is the one to say that all can't be forgiven? To condemn me to sorrow and a life of regret? To make my life not ever worth living And make my love not worth the get?
Dark Ruler: 3-3 Misconception
I tread lightly down the guided path The image of her still burns within my mind Her soul lost, cold and tortured Forever in immortal pain
All The Tears
All the tears have fallen from my face, sullying the land with sorrow. No more love emits from my heart; no today and never tomorrow. For lo, alas the horizon of an orange sol My future of loneliness had already been foretold.
When The Cornerstones Of Life Start To B...
When cornerstones of life start to break down And the sanity of man begins to fail When the impurities of the heart begin to show And the calamity of what we have done sets the love to sail
Dying Will Be The Death Of Me
Dying will be the death of me No longer a puppet of life Feelings beyond recognition Is the pain I feel tonight
Dark Ruler: 2-3 Depths
The surroundings of hell seem too plain to me Carnage, gore and screams of terrible pain All of which have played through my head As I lived every single day
Eyes are wide shut running blind in the dark As dogs bark and torches burn brightly against the night Running for life that is no longer important Feeling my way around the dark
Dark Ruler: 1-3 Intro
I lay down my sword and my shield and I think Could Lucifer and Satan, the Gods, really be beat And give up their thrones To mortal flesh and bone.
Don't ever say you love me unless you really mean it For if it were love I wouldn't have this feeling Two whole years we've had the perfect life I thought you were mine, the one to be my wife.
You thought I wouldn't open my eyes You thought I wouldn't see You thought I wouldn't realize What you were doing to me
He slit his wrist and watch it bled Down his arm onto the bed It stains his sheets just like his soul He cuts because his heart's not whole
You bleed pain like a hemophiliac with a slit wrist.
I try to add loving pressure but you resist.
You bleed on everyone around you forcing onto them your pain.
You don't care who you bleed around.
You have no shame.
People try to patch you up but you insist on bleeding.
Not know that compassion is what your really needing.
Your pain flows like a river; ever flowing.
Your self pity builds up a dam without you even knowing.