Chaos

Burning villages
Broken towns
Fallen angels
Rusted crowns
Fire lights
it destroys all
It all became
from Lucifer's fall

A girl.

Once I had a girl
of whom I should not boast.
She thought of me so highly,
but I thought of her the most.
One day I lost the favor
of her curious ways.
For we had been together,
naught but of two days.
I felt my heart did shatter.
I felt my heart did break.
Then I felt a hole
through which my heart did ache.
For when she had left me
she took my love and joy
and she did make,
the big mistake,
of dumping this poor boy.

Shot by a friend.

I was stabbed
with a knife,
that cut into my chest.
The wound did heal
and I did kneel
and thank G_d, who is best.
But I forgot
to beware the one
who stabbed me from the start.
For I did let
her to get
to try and stab my heart.
The blood did gush
out of my wound
and out onto the floor
and I did know,
and it was so,
I'd trust in her no more.

A loaded gun in a child's hands.

I saw a child with a gun,
a friend the child saw.
He went to show it to his friend
and fill him so with awe.
The gun went off,
the friend fell down,
the child ceased to grin.
He yelled once,
he yelled twice,
then he yelled again.
The floor was soaked
with innocent blood
from the child slain.
Nevermore,
would the child play
with loaded guns again.