
Men and women all perish in terror
Little is known about this material error
The things we do to stay off it's gaze
In the end we all feel it's cold embrace
The fear, the strife, the anguish and sorrow
That feeling of bitterness in the yonder tomorrow
He stared at me and gave me a cold smile
His next victims, he keeps inside his file
He takes and takes and to him it's fun
To us it's endless terror of the way things are done
His effects are felt so great and bold
It's considered nature to let it unfold
It destroys all peace, good and harmony
Chaos personified that lasts for eternity
Death oh death, why do u exist
Must my name be on your list
Pain and pain, all I know is pain
It destroys my thoughts, it kills my brain.
About the Creator
Chisom
I am a writer of raw emotions and dark reflections, I explore trauma and self-worth through poetry and storytelling. Subscribe for thougt-provoking content that resonates and inspires.



Comments (1)
Death oh death, why do u exist Must my name be on your list?- that question!! love the way you styled this poem. The rhyming adds a great rhythm and eerie touch. Great Poem!