Mausoleum Man

I'll be posting all of poems tonight. They're all poems that I've posted on Allpoetry.

As I sit here in this marble cell,
my skin is being eaten away by time
I am the house of thoraxes and sheer rotting meat
the lack of sincere life source
is turning me into soil and dust
To the mass' formalities,
I belong in this Reaper domain
I want to be a wind gust creature
but my heart lacks the red necessity
Animation and oxygen is alien to this fleshly capsule
However, we'll all be fleshly capsules
in the aftermath of the main cycle

Reviews

[dexterous sam]

something it is good to read a matter which is not a part of league ,which can be easily distinguished from others ...everyone stand in this matter and everyone die in this matter the only thing that matters is how you live your life either for yourself or for others....otherwise well done i hope i can read more of you..

[Cody]

Thank you, my good sir.

[Anna]

I really like this, and how you portray death. It's very unique.

[Cody]

Thank you. Death can be beautifully ugly.

[Eternal Devotion]

Life, death and all of the limits we are bound by.. A perfect portrayal

[Cody]

Great understanding! Thank you

[FaeryQueen]

gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood!!!!!!!!!!

[Cody]

Thank yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

[LapseOfMind]

Great imagery, dark and foreboding. Good job

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

A dark epiphany..
You took the reader inside the hideous place.
Vivid imagery.
Thanks for sharing.

[Amy R]

this is really really good!
good job!! :)

[Stars and Whales]

This is very good. I love your wording. "I am the house of Thoraxes and sheer rotting meat."
Beautiful. Great job, I look forward to reading some of your work!

[KittyKatgirl]

This is really good :) I like the line I belong in this Reaper domain. Good job Cody and keep up the great work

[Cody]

Thank you, my child.