Twisted poetic interlude#2
My stepmom hated this one, she actually suggested I "get help". She was also very catholic.
Enjoy
DESCENT
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As I walk the Hallowed paths of Hell
I see my life stray past.
Often, Demons I will tell
it went by oh so fast.
They follow and I listen near
to hear their evil tones.
The prices I will pay, I fear,
are too great for these bones.
And what may I, one graceless still,
do to reprieve my soul?
Yes I, who did in conscience kill
He who loved us all.
A crime to outlast any crime,
a feat of passioned death.
My soul will burn throughout all the time
til eternity's final breath.
"He's gone." they whisper in great glee.
"The almighty one is dead."
and pain my punishment will be
for his nemesis I will wed.
His cold and cruel inhuman heart
has tortured many souls
and thrown their broke, mis-happen parts
deep down the blackest holes.
I wander through my memory's eye
and see my crime stray past.
I made the Devil weep and cry,
His soul burned to the last.
"Twas sorrow that hath done Him in,
A feeling He'd never known.
A battle He could never win
for a heart He'd never own.
I killed Him while He wept and flailed
in misery's sweet embrace.
He turned His face from me and wailed,
He'd lost their vicious race.
And now I've passed through Heaven's Gate
amid the sun drenched sky,
and Hell will ever more await
where only Angels fly.
I'm ushered toward His throne of gold
His bride to be in white.
His face is neither young nor old
withing His blinding light.
The God we're always told is kind
was never what we learned.
We look into His face and find
our love He never earned.
and death and grief are His rewards
for a life spent helping others.
We flindly follow unwittingly towards
a dream He gladly smothers.
My stepmom hated this one, she actually suggested I "get help". She was also very catholic.
Enjoy
DESCENT
-----------
As I walk the Hallowed paths of Hell
I see my life stray past.
Often, Demons I will tell
it went by oh so fast.
They follow and I listen near
to hear their evil tones.
The prices I will pay, I fear,
are too great for these bones.
And what may I, one graceless still,
do to reprieve my soul?
Yes I, who did in conscience kill
He who loved us all.
A crime to outlast any crime,
a feat of passioned death.
My soul will burn throughout all the time
til eternity's final breath.
"He's gone." they whisper in great glee.
"The almighty one is dead."
and pain my punishment will be
for his nemesis I will wed.
His cold and cruel inhuman heart
has tortured many souls
and thrown their broke, mis-happen parts
deep down the blackest holes.
I wander through my memory's eye
and see my crime stray past.
I made the Devil weep and cry,
His soul burned to the last.
"Twas sorrow that hath done Him in,
A feeling He'd never known.
A battle He could never win
for a heart He'd never own.
I killed Him while He wept and flailed
in misery's sweet embrace.
He turned His face from me and wailed,
He'd lost their vicious race.
And now I've passed through Heaven's Gate
amid the sun drenched sky,
and Hell will ever more await
where only Angels fly.
I'm ushered toward His throne of gold
His bride to be in white.
His face is neither young nor old
withing His blinding light.
The God we're always told is kind
was never what we learned.
We look into His face and find
our love He never earned.
and death and grief are His rewards
for a life spent helping others.
We flindly follow unwittingly towards
a dream He gladly smothers.
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
nementh:
I read the books a long time ago before her son had even started, I started using the name back then as a screen name, I've read most of her stuff but I didn't think the later stuff was as good, so I haven't read any of her sons stuff. Imight pick up another Pern book tomorroy, I read way too much at work. 
nementh:
I didn't even know there was gonna be a tv show, I definitely think they should make a movie before she dies though. I think any author who has a book made into a movie should have some say over what they do with the story.