From time to time a poem

I Am The Highway

I am my deepest shadow,
Something I can't ever neglect,
Rise above these ashes,
Or fall and fade away

In dark moments, I know better,
Within destruction, I see clearly

From here to new grounds,
Suppose I will be doing it alone,
With a smile through black design
Fearless of your conviction

Staring into truth, I am the highway,
Existence, care for me in all
Your everlasting complications

In dark moments, I know better
Within destruction, I see clearly

Forget the promised land,
There was never an invitation,
Today I create my own,
Before there was sorrow
And lack of attention

- In Flames

Lost
Lost, lost in a world that will never accept me.
Lost in a world where my friends, people hate to be.
I look, I see you laughing behind my back.
My future is dim, and you are turning it black.

I search; I see the disgust in your staring eyes.
I say nothing because I know of all your lies.
I hate you; I hate your very existence here.
At times I want to cry, but I’ll never shed a tear.

The hate within my heart is strong.
In this world I do not belong.

Fear in my eye would only bring pleasure to your heart.
To be within this cruel world, I hate to be a part.
But, how can I make you see what I am truly like.
How can I make you see that we are just alike?

Where can I hide from this cruel and painful world?
A well laid plan of death will soon be unfurled.
NO! Death is not the answer but still fills my soul.
You try to make me feel worthless, worthless as coal.

The hate within my heart is strong.
In this world I do not belong.

As useless steel can be forged into a powerful knife,
So is true of my pain to build strength in my life.
So mock me, come and mock me to my face.
Soon my pain will stand and cause you disgrace.

The hate within my heart is strong.
In this world I do not belong.
The hate within my heart is dead.
Finally now I can rest my head.

I am eternally Lost!

By: Robert Cannon

Aeon of Grievance

The star emerged as gas
floating silently still
settled, undisturbed in hollowed space
left with nothing of a trace, and yet it did not grow
not even a speed so slow, it moved not
but cooled with depression, a negative succession
of a truth so deep, it could only weep in silence
unheard, unseen, and yet respect it had to redeem
it's soul expanded out of its hollowed masses
dieing for a spark, a heat, a light for its gases
until there came a suppression
flying, arriving, residing among the form
moving around, above, and within its norm
the mess of imperfection swirling in a storm
disturbed interestingly at its grace
wondering its place and how fast its pace
for which it is moved, mesmerized by its effect
having something new to detect and a tingling
in a way it has never felt or seen
like the start of time, a just crowned queen
as suddenly it explodes a fire inside
a force now for it to abide
illuminating its whole like never before
and now it has something finally to adore, it is finally alive
glowing and shining, with the ambition to thrive
how beautiful this expression, now thanks to the suppression
it shines on and on, swelling a fantastic dawn
endlessly the storm of the new heat, o look how neat
it is visited by bodies around and among
their orbiting song now beautifully sung
to their own source of life
through this now ecstatic strife; such a chance to be real
its happiness flowing to feel
through millions of eons it progresses
until slowly it just depresses into a dem light of unsureness
now not knowing its purpose for being what it has been
for so long living in this angelic skin
it dies away through eons of morn, noon, and evening
until its night falls once again with its bringing
and the flicker of light in which started it dies in stress
as its gases now carry less and less
of the chemicals responsible for what was once such glow
now just a storm of dark, degraded, mellow
sitting for eons and eons again this fellow
as its gases never move, swirl, nor spin, again it waits
and sits in silence for another ride of fate's
sure it will find yet another happiness to glow with
and burn with another life of unspeakable myth
because its time must move on through all these events
just to experience another aeon of grievance.

I'm on a path to nowhere
To enjoy the nothingness
Some people speak of finding truth
While others search for bliss

I walk my path, observing
I try learning from each side
The more I learn, the less I know
But I enjoy the ride

I listen to the silence
Growing louder day by day
Some people call out to me
Claiming they have found "the way"

I cannot help but smile
As I see beyond the trees
Our paths seem to be different
But we're holding the same keys

One day our paths will merge
We'll stop and the same door
We'll all begin to realize
Nothing matters anymore

And as we pass the threshold
Where we can finally see
The only difference in our paths
Was the scenery

Judgement

Hatred, malice, filling the chalice

Rend, descend, there is no end

Now, my friend, its time to defend

Yourself against my rage!


So a monster am I?

Let me tell you why

From your mouth to my soul then

Was poured all thats unwholesome

In the dark of the night

You'll scream out with fright

From the monsters rage tonight!


Fear, drawing near, time of judgment is here

Face, your sins, as judgment begins

Your end, is near, can you hear?

I'm a monument to all your sins!


So a monster am I?

Let me tell you why

From your mouth to my soul then

Was poured all thats unwholesome

In the dark of the night

You'll scream out with fright

From the monsters rage tonight.