"My Ideology"

 A chaotic ideology corrupted.
Thoughts of anarchy invading.
Questioning my calm insanity.
My fragile grip on reality fading.
Pawn in a celestial chess game.
My tattered soul is the damn prize.
Good and evil tugging Fate's strings.
Through their maze, I fight to survive.
Inside a downward spiral of apathy.
Fighting through the chains of doubt.
Clinging onto the last spark of hope.
As I keep clawing my way back out.
The darkness keeps testing my faith.
The demons whisper my transgressions.
Refusing to give into their mind games;
Fighting through waves of depression.
A new peaceful ideology takes shape.
Thoughts of my future taking hold.
No longer questioning my sanity
As I embrace visions of growing old.

"The Limelight"

 
In the limelight,
Hiding behind a mask.
In the darkness,
Shadows of their past.
In this steel jungle
They're trying to survive.
Amongst the concrete,
Fighting for their lives.
A needle or pills
Promises them salvation
A bottle of false hope
Leads them to damnation.
Fading neon lights
Shining on spent shells.
The chalk outlines
Echoing sombering knells.
Fallen angel wings
Lining the earthen graves.
As the hell hounds
Dance in their demonic rave.
In the moonlight,
We succumb to the past.
In the darkness,
Our souls turned to ash.