About this user
"A Fistful of Hell
We constantly yell we yurn for relief
agony mounts us underneath
We await a day when the fate of it takes
Away all the pain and leaves nothing but hate
Hate for ourselve's
Hate for our cause
Misery is everywhere
Heeding our call
Watching us fall
The Trauma, The grief
Our twisted belief
Our fight can't go on
Without our will and our might
Battalions grow restless and weary and worn
Humanity scattered and shredded and torn
The enemy pounds once again at the gates
They grow stronger with each of the lengthening dates
We've beaten them back
Again and again
We slowly lose our might
Successful each fight
But we never win
A suffering ache
A blow to the chest
We have lost our best
Dead on our backs
We carry our sword and shield
We defend the hill
Slowly losing our will
We fight it with honor day after day
Down on our knees we fall anyway
Each time we think the battle is won
A fistful of hell awaits us beyond-at dawn" ©J.R. Date created 8/28/10
Age
19
Hometown
C.
Country
United States
Occupation
Student
Schools
SS College-Freshmen
Interests
I like Playing Guitar, Basketball, Anime, Gaming, Movies, Paintball, Workingout, Hangin with friends, etc.
