all that's left is the memories,
the hurt and forgotten,
the dark shadows of the morgue.
the vast emptiness,
the blood curdling screams,
reality check,
monsters in your head.
you're losing it,
your self-control,
your mind.
tortured screams,
re-occuring nightmares,
it doens't seem to end
scars remind you of the past,
fresh blood drips to the floor.
watch it as it collects in the
puddle at your feet,
it never went away,
no one could save,
left to die.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
harsh reality
to escape the harshness of reality,
you create a magical world
beyond reality
where everything makes sense
you're safe
and that's all that matters.
no one can hurt you
as long as you believe.
you create a magical world
beyond reality
where everything makes sense
you're safe
and that's all that matters.
no one can hurt you
as long as you believe.
mistakes
looking back you can see the mistakes
of the broken hearted
ignorant and bruised
carved out of stone
a heart
left to shatter
as if made of precious glass.
fragile and unstable
to the touch
can you pick up the pieces
bring it back together,
bound it with glue.
so it will never shatter again
can you shelter the broken,
protect the humble
save the lost.
of the broken hearted
ignorant and bruised
carved out of stone
a heart
left to shatter
as if made of precious glass.
fragile and unstable
to the touch
can you pick up the pieces
bring it back together,
bound it with glue.
so it will never shatter again
can you shelter the broken,
protect the humble
save the lost.
leo
they are outsiders,
feared against the unknown,
skilled in their minds and strength.
righteous in their ways...
the spirits within
guided by one who batlled evil,
trains them in their ways,
side by side they fight.
for the good of all.
feared against the unknown,
skilled in their minds and strength.
righteous in their ways...
the spirits within
guided by one who batlled evil,
trains them in their ways,
side by side they fight.
for the good of all.
brothering
the fallen brothering
behold the lost souls of time.
the true passage of wits.
between the gates of hell,
caught under the devil's gaze.
crawling through the darkened dreams,
escaping nothing else.
behold the lost souls of time.
the true passage of wits.
between the gates of hell,
caught under the devil's gaze.
crawling through the darkened dreams,
escaping nothing else.
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