Into the Sun

Floating through darkness

The coldness, the emptiness

Out in space, the void consumes me

I cling to hope. My crew is gone

Abandoned unto death, I float without end

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Abomination of Creation

I wrote this today while at a particularly low point. Reflection is often a curse to me for some reason. My mind over-analyzes far too many details of life and leaves me feeling a failure, a coward, alone. I drew comparison in this poem between the act of awaiting execution and awaiting forgiveness, both requiring the subordinate to kneel before the master of his fate.

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Hellworm

A familiar theme in my writing through the years, though this one is fairly recent. I believe I wrote this last summer.

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Discontent in Misery

I honestly don't even remember writing this other than I know it was about 2-3 months ago. Apparently an infection I needed to get out of me...

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Disciples of Abaddon

Those that have known me for a considerable amount of time probably know that I have been working on a "universe" of religious horror fiction. This poem is told from the perspective of a main character known as Khaen (pronounced caw-'en) and was written and recorded for my band Ashes of Abaddon. Have a listen!

Copyright 2012 Ashes of Abaddon

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Caveblind

The legend of Cain, Christianity's first murderer. Some speculation exists that Cain was cursed with immortality, punishing him to wander and suffer in his own torment, and that he was given a mark to prevent anyone from killing him lest the wrath of God descend upon them sevenfold. Speculation also exists that this sign or mark of Cain was that of a loathsome, hairy beast, resulting in becoming master to the race of Sasquatches. Drafted out as potential lyrics to a song, Caveblind is my ode to the "Squatch of Cain."

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Trust No One

Don't really remember where I was mentally when I wrote this one, but it was not a pleasant place from what I can tell from reading this.

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Misfit

Self-loathing and feelings of helpless hopelessness make up the metaphorical nature of this poem.

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Crimson Hell

This is a poem I wrote several years ago. It intentionally ambiguous, or rather embedded with multiple interpretations and meanings for me.

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