battle

like water on rocks
dark and light clash
like rocks on sand
they try to destroy each other
like sand on concrete
they reach a standstill
like water on sand
there is a victor

cycle

water flows
in an endless cycle
until the end of time
like life and death

water

water like blood
blood like life
easily taken
easily lost

demon in the mist

your heart races
as you run
it gains on you
with every turn
your breath quickens
you know you cannot stop
but you are too tired to go on
it comes at you
from nowhere
you know you will die
you scream as a gash in your gut is made
a red puddle forms beneath you
your blood
your heart slows and your mind drifts
you were killed by it
a demon in the mist

life

the mist blocks your way
as you walk down the road
only in front but not behind
it leaves you with a choice
you can go back on the clear road
or travel forward into the unknown

ignorance

it seeps through you
shutting you down
first the heart
it becomes hard and cold
then the mind
it becomes cruel and merciless
then your arms and legs
chained and shackled
a poison with no cure
and no escape

pure and simple

laughter,
it sickens.
sunshine,
it burns.
smiles,
nauseating.
joy,
kills.

fear

power over you
it feels nice
fear
you hide from me
pain
you cry
hate
brews below the surface
but you cannot act on it
your fear of me holds you back
you know you cannot win
like the leaf that fights against the tree
you will fall
and forever fear me

pain

i look in your eyes
i see the pain you hide
you push me away
and try to hide
do you fear me?

death

this sword
a red puddle
lies beneath your body
your vision fades and your eyes cloud
death came

races

humans
evil creatures
but they are a weak race
worse things exist within the mist
demons

the world

the world
the world is lost
it can never be found
many will try only to fail
the lost

horrible words

i dread
i dread those words
those words i must endure
the ones i must hear every year
two words

ciniquain

ciniquain

Roses
Beautiful things
But they lack sustenance
They remind me of many things
Like you

haiku

Haiku

The water is deep
And many things hide in it
Both good and evil