Why I feel, by morbid angel Subscribe to rss feed for morbid angel

I dont know why I feel
an urge to kill,
a desire to thrill.
While my world crashes down
all around me now.

I was once an angel with darkened wings
I broke my word,
I killed all dreams.
But nobody there forgave 
of all the horrible sins.

So now im a victim
of preconception
a true damnation
holding within
wracked with splinter
of all my wicked immoralation

I'm out in the world
I can no longer see
with twisting emotions
chaotic commotions
of longing for that person
I use to think as me.


                                         morbid angel
Posted: 2006-10-25 22:49:04 UTC

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2005-04-24 17:04:59abs
wow this poem is cool, not usually a mogin poem kinda-people but this one really is great.

2005-05-31 06:32:59xXJoshXx
All I can possible find to say after reading this poem is WOW.

2005-11-11 00:38:02~JaLeEsA lOvEs PoLkA dOtS~
Very nice...keep up the good work!

2006-01-07 03:41:57a rose by any otha name
the concept is original but it expresses such a covered theme, the losing of one's self, job well done

2006-08-16 02:18:51Liberty or Death
Wow... I really like your poem! I thought it was deep and expressed in an origional way.

2006-12-19 12:41:44~ Gemz ~
very good. keep writing! =]

2009-02-01 20:28:21sweetNsour
hmmmm