Rage

Emotion Dump: Rape

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Feelings

Yet another has joined

the ranks upon ranks of women who have been raped.

A young girl, a girl of 13.

Manipulated by one she thought she could trust.

Only 13

I view her as the sister I never had.

Has had her innocence torn from her.

I know how it feels to be used like that.

Not rape, but still.

We were all wary of him.

But she went to him seeking comfort.

Answers.

And she was met with a lie.

His true face shone through.

I have been told she is doing well.

And it really seems that she is.

But I worry.

Is it all a brave face?

What is she feeling inside.

I fear she will do something rash.

I don't want to loose my little sister.

My only hope is those who surround her.

Friends and family.

Providing comfort, support, so she knows shes not alone.

That she has someone to turn to.

I almost feel as though it has happened to me.

I feel torn up inside.

We were all wary of him.

But she didn't see it until it was too late.

And so another person has joined

the ranks upon ranks of women who have been raped.

A young girl of 13.

My friend.

I feel sick inside.

I hope he rots in hell.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Now, last month I was told my friend had gone to this guys house, and that they had been found in bed together. But I'm sure that at the time the person telling me this wasn't sure if anything had happened. So I fretted about it awhile, but then it kind of went to the back of my mind, and I had almost stopped thinking about it. But this just last week, I was told she had been raped. And we had this big talk at dinner, and there is some other drama involved, and ug. But I wrote this the night I was told about it. I didn't edit this at all, seeing how it was an emotion dump, so yeah. Here it is. I know so many people who have been raped/sexually abused... o.o

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The Empire of Moon

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The Moon Trilogy

We were once many

But now we are so few

It has been centuries since I left

My mother in the Sky

I am old

 

Like rain we fell

And where we fell we burned

We burned the night

Leaving scorched imprints where we walked

Lost and broken, we found each other

We greeted each other

Brothers and sister

Parents and Children

Wife and Husband

We found that by using our lifeblood

(The mortals call is Stardust)

We could change the anything

Into whatever shape we pleased

 

Recklessly, we used our lifeblood

We shaped the world around us

But too late we realized

that the more we used it

The less we burned

For many the use had taken its toll

They burned out, leaving ghostly shell where they died

The rest of us hoarded our lifeblood

We holed ourselves away from the world

Away from the mortals who tried to steal our golden life

Away from the forests and rivers and mountains

Away from our mother, Moon

 

We were once many

But now we are few

One night we found the body of my mate

facedown in a pond

her lifeblood drained away

Vengeful, we sought blood

We fell upon the mortals

We killed them and took their bodies

and threw them at the survivors

Hard enough to break bones

Hard enough to shatter the corpse

Just as Sky shattered as we tore through him

The night when Sun ripped us from our lofty homes

 

We forced the mortals to bow at our feet

to kiss the ground where we walked

And still we killed them

For when your lifetime spans a millenia

wrongs are not easily forgotten

For years we killed,

We slaughtered them like cattle

Men, women, children, newborns

They are all the same

And when we looked back at the destruction we had wrought

We were happy

And satisfied

We saw that the mortals feared us

Which is right and just

For we are not beings to be taken lightly

So we forced them to build monuments

Statues and temples and even the occasional

Tomb

 

Soon we had an empire so large

That if you walked to the horizon three times

You would not cover half

It became apparent that

No matter how hard we tried

Our lifeblood slipped through our fingers

 

We arrived at the conclusion that we should pool our life blood

To just one Star

But we were selfish

We fought ourselves for the place of who would live on forever

Foolishly, we killed and murdered and stabbed each other in the back

 Mountains were thrown

Oceans were dried

As the most desperate drained their lifeblood away

So the rest of us couldn't sap it for our own use

 

I survived

I watched the world rip itself in two

And as I walked amongst the wreckage

It became apparent that I was the only Star left

That I was the only one not torn apart by the greed of others

Whether that's a blessing or a curse

We were once so many

 

  

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The Trilogy goes The Rape Of Moon, The Children Of Moon, and then The Empire Of Moon.

So if you started with this one it's rather confusing.

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Hatred

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Volume One

 
 
 

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Hatred”

 

 

I'm becoming the monster I sought to be

and it's scaring me

I can't stop the urge

it's to much for me to handle

my life is just one big scandal

power to the freaks;

god bless the geeks

outcast's wearing our fucked up masks

fighting Society

that is fucking with our privacy

suck my dick, and like it

I am the monster born

taking on an all new form

thundering down on you like a storm

 

call me what you will

because when I am done, you'll feel

all my hate, all my rage

I'll trap you in your own fucking cage

stabbing you with the sticks

that condemned us you fucking pricks

Kill the damn dicks

I lost all my humanity

Next to go is my sanity

I'll give them something to label

I wont rest till its on cable

 

"De-flowered girl, on Jesus's table"

 

This is just the beginning

God will reject me for sinning

but I don't give a shit, can you tell?

I'm already living in hell

we are the damned

our life they scammed

Its our Time

spawned from God's crime

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was one of many dark poems I've written in the past, I would probably do a tribute to my Morbid Device's collection. (A whole another story in itself) But yes, as I mentioned I was going through a rather disturbing time in my life when I wrote this piece.

 

(Updated; From Psycho- Confessions)

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Light it Up

Folder: 
Volume One

 
 
 

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Light It Up”

 

 

Light it up,

Burn it down,

All the way to the fucking ground

beating me to make you stronger,

torturing me to make it last longer,

to me your nothing but a cheap thrill

something that I take in the form of a pill

you made your mistake

you created me, and now I take

all your religious antics you make

won't save you from my hate

give up, it is your fate

Light it up,

Burn it down,

all the way to the fucking ground

You locked me up

I tied you down

now isn't that something, look what I've found

twisting within the depths, without so much as a sound

my hate towards you,

made it that much more profound

I am the monster in-which you fear

in the darkness, I am the noise you hear

I will strip away everything you hold dear

ironic isn't it, because that is what you did to me

 

Killed all my hopes and dreams

nothing I ever did was right,

pushed back before I could fight

searching for a light, to find my way out

of these shadows...now its your turn.

Light it up

Burn it down

To the Vary Soil of this ground.

Give up its to late,

give up its your fate

 

"Death is all around

no place to go but down"

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

(Updated From; Psycho- Confessions)

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