Slaughterhouse

In mindless black unfolding,
Carnage soon awaits,
And with achievement,
in greatest form,
Insured survival
amid a swarm.

Through wreckage,
woe,
and scalding heat,
Shall persecution strive,
And constant pain,
from open wounds,
Reminds of those who died.

With screams of abject
Horror,
and infernal
Devastation,
the anguish of
a city torn,
Will add to all
Frustration.

Through blighted ground,
from broken curb,
Will come the only sound,
A hopeless moan,
Distress and pain,
Before the blood stained ground.

Now sympathize,
The lucky few
who stand before the husks,
Sympathize with
pain once had,
as day approaches
Dusk

HELL
FOR
THEM

sometimes it rains
and never seems to let up
but
rain always makes the flowers grow

Umm, thanks...I think. From what I understand, you mean that rebirth is a part of existence, and from the ashes of death comes new life, in a better form. Just a guess there, though.

Very emotional Uebermenschen & very true, we should indeed count our blessings, that many have not had to bear first-hand witness to the horrors of war........peace.

killed...

I am sorry to hear about that Uebermenchen, bearing witness to the pain & suffering of others is a vey difficult thing to do, I hope they have chosen life above death now.

Oh my how painful. Someone was killed by a car? Now I'm curious as to what prompted you to write this; sorry if I'm prying. At first I thought it was about cutting but then I read:


And that made me think of someone getting hit by a car. Sorry for you loss, ♥ Jody

Actually, no one was hit by a car, but that verse does represent something that happened..

goood!!!!!!!! (i didn't read it good lol)