Some of My Latest Poetry

The difference in names is not only pen names I've chosen, but also the collection its a part of. These are Felled Myst Collection

"Cry" by the Felled Myst

Collapse, the worlds asunder.
Remorse, your life's a dream.
Yearn, for things you crave.
Ours is the life full of lies.

Consecrate, the wicked.
Relish, in the evils.
Yell, against the cruelties.
Ours is the life full of evil.

Condemn, your ignorance.
Release, your stupidity.
Yield, your anger.
Ours is the life full of sorrow.

Ours is the life full of lies.
Ours is the life full of evil.
Ours is the life full of sorrow.
Theirs is the life we want.

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"Ours" by The Felled Myst

Open your soul to the light
let it sooth and wash over you
when the darkness returns take flight
for it's purpose is to slay.

Unleash your mind here and now
the darkness has returned to conquer
your on the throes of damnation yet how
how would you know your fate is to be the conqueror.

Release thy heart now at damnation
for the light that is he
shall save you from condemnation
thus making the darkness flee.

Ours is an existence of parody's
that is the greatest tragedy
for we are full of parody's
and that darkness is ours.