Surrender

This ship upon a forlorn sea,
Causes me to heed,
The call of death so waiting,
To perform this sinful deed.

The darkest angel of the night,
Passes by my side,
Whispering it tells me,
That from it I can't hide.

I want to scream or run away,
Yet I realize it's right.
So helplessly I let myself,
Be dragged into the night.

Judgment of Death

The death that befalls all mankind,
Can never be delayed.
There is a certain moment when,
The justice will be paid.

It is a truth like never known,
Its honesty is brutal.
It's never known a moment when,
The light of God is futile.

I cannot close my mind to it,
Its presence will demand,
My open-eyed attentiveness,
To obey its black command.

I do not know the time or place,
I cannot try to see.
For in my heart I realize,
The next victim could be me.

Conscience

As I sit amongst my wicked thoughts,
An absent hand begins,
To play a mournful violin,
And recount all my sins.

It taunts me and it tortures me,
And says that I can't hide.
It tries to reprimand me,
And it laughs at how I've tried.

It says that I'm not good enough,
Or worthy to survive.
It sneers and questions mockingly,
"What's your reason to be alive?"

And as suddenly as it had come,
It was gone without a trace.
And the only thing it left behind,
Was the sorrow on my face.



(6th grade - First poem ever.)