Tripliiing

Remember, remember

The thirty first of October

The chocolate, candy and tricks

treat or visit the River Styx

Trick to see a Devil

or Treat to see an Angel

So I know of no reason

why the sweet tooth season

should ever be forgot.

First of all sorry for the long absence guys, I'm really sorry but here's the poem.

I go to seek,

the great perhaps.

Venture the bleak,

and fix mishaps.

I became tall,

tempered and sly.

My only flaw,

was my greed to fly.

I rushed to things,

hurried my death,

as heaven sings,

at my sullied wreath.

But they denied,

and led access,

torture's guide,

as evil confess.

A labyrinth,

of life and pain.

How do i run, escape,

and still be sane?

Death. The only way

was to head straight.

Quick and fast may

save to exit fate.

A shuttle to,

outer space.

Blazed with mysteries,

and silent thoughts.

A room of void and black,

with stars whom watched afar.

A planet, home,

by fingers reach,

yet both Earth,

and galaxies,

are empty,

empty of friends to be.

The doctors call,

and take his ball.

His life now fall,

on medicines crawl.

A blur of white,

Is what shone light.

Is it living's blight,

or heaven's spite?

A dozen blinks,

and then he thinks.

How everything links,

and then reality sinks.

He is alive!

Oh, how he cried!

He held to life,

and had not died.