Inside the Poet's Pen

I know I said that I'd do it by December 9th, but I've been busy as crap. So I thought I should do it NOW.
This is my poetry world. For your poetic/philisophical thoughts, writings, songs that mean something to you deeply, etcetera.

Ground rules:(I hate them, too but we have to follow them)
1: If it is romantic, keep it anonymous, even if it is not someone on TheOtaku. Dedications are an exeption.
2: Keep the heavy language a little contained.
3: Have fun.
4: NO SLAMMING, your off in two pumps of a shotgun(after two warnings) if you fail to comply.
5: You can do ANYTHING, fan art, cards, songs, whatever your heart's consent.
6: If I think of other rules(probably won't) I will notify you immediately.
7: I recently added this rule as of December 1st, 2011...
If you want to, can you explain what you are saying at the end of your poem?

Created By TheDarkEclipse

The Hidden Monsters Within

Oh, the joys of normacy of which I will never enjoy. My anger at those who delve into the stereotype has made me wiser. There is a hidden monster within: the grounds of a campus the carved caves of a digital c...

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is this what death brings or what we bring death

if death brings peace to one but it's cold hand brings pain to many more,pain fills as the sanity of this world slowly diminishes as many wars are fought as i am speaking but i ask you is this why when all of us are of same blood and flesh?all the same of species are we cannibals that feast on the pain of others?who are we then other than human mere spawn on this or any other earth waiting for death's cold hand to take us to the River Styx?if so why not speed it up rather than slow it down that is the question i have to ask.

Dead Memories

I was feeling very angry and depressed at the same time last night, so I found myself listening to this song. Haven't posted here in a while either, or listened to this song.

poem

*please note that i wrote this while i was in half sleep*

Dreams of which that have never seen the light of reality

Were of that lost hope in which all that has fallen in the turmoil of eternal pain

Or freeing salvation

-Creshendeath

If I Was President

I like this song because it tells a fantasy tale about real problems in the world...And how dreams can become reality.

What do you think this song means?