Welcome to Oblivion


Heart filled with dark thoughts,

filled with hatred, love and pain,

with suffering guiding his path,

his glory knows no withering bounds.


Scars of the spirit burning him,

deep inside of scarred, troubled mind.

Only awaiting the liberating release, the gentlest of winds

to sweep his life away,

with a fierce need to be finally at rest.


Still, Love has blended with Hate,

and with open arms he greets us at our end,

with nurturing claws he kisses our life goodbye.

And yet, he is alone, awaiting Her to come his way.


All of our woes, our dreams and our fears he ends with a smile,

And the angel of the same pair of conflict

from him shall separate no more.

He watches Her

awaiting for their release from life of woe,

for is no life meant to be mere dream of something more?


Slowly, the Cycle of Death spins to life,

and with a remorseless, cold hearted smile,

He greets us with a heart of dark purity,

for our lives are nothing but twisted obscurity.


Mother´s face blends with the Aeon of misery,

and with Father´s gasps of dying, escaping breath

for him, sounding merely as a trembling melody,

with ignorance of soothing, gentle emotion

has shaped him as the darkest minion.


Welcome to Oblivion.

A/N: I´m no poet. This is the second poem I have written in my lifetime, and it is quite…unpolished. Feel free to comment on this, for I know that there are people who does not like Seymour.

Oh..and yeah. I #¤#¤ HATE this QuickEdit! It keeps messing with my text format...everything is now messed up. Yay.

Oh well. Tell me what you think, and I luff you all to my last of Seymour obsession-filled days.

Once again, I must stress the meaning of the word "beginner" and "rookie" for what comes down to the fine art of self-expression by writing, I am merely learning it.

As always, this story / poem was quite gloomy and full of angst, which I´m not sure everyone likes, though. I must hone my skills to perfection! (although I may wait for that time to my last days…)

And I know that this "poem" didn´t sound like one…actually, I first intended for it to be mere ramblings of an obsessed mind, but then I got rhyming in some places, and everything ran out of my hands at that point…see? My very first one-shot / poem-hybrid!

And I must say one thing…I´m NOT a native English-speaker, so this "poem" of mine may be riddled with errors. sniff

Review?