On The Brink

My insides are gnawing at me I have scratches on my soul The inner mesh that filters dirt Is giving up fast and now I feel dirty to the very core Rubbing and scrubbing isn’t helping My bruises pain but don’t bleed An empty pain surrounds me Nothing to blame on This feeling lingers for…

The Last Survivor

The world is becoming a prey to their hatred with blood on every living hand. Not a face is left alive that does not belong to a killer; they have all turned into butchers ready to chop heads off. Such mass destruction only opened gates to hell on earth, with Satan waiting for the downfall….