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twisting along the strings of fate i see before me nothingness
and in this endless void fear swells up from my feet
i am consumed for but a moment
but that breathless fear lingers along for days
destiny it seems has deemed this path nescessity
i want to surge through this
but regretfully i cannot
each passing day seems to grow similarly dull
there is no sun here man
the breif moments of joy are a benefit, but it seems somoene wants to steal it
atleast someone still here
when the world gets a bit brighter and the days last longer
ill look out and think to myself
where are the clouds? bring the rain!
an electric waterfall of pain and anger burst my veins
im howling lethargicly at the moon
and all around me are the eyes
the damned eyes
twisted faces
and monodance
coarse images, close ups and explosions
then ive drown again in my cloud
forever this cycle of destruction
trying everyday to pinpoint the reason
why why why i yearn for the answer
none comes
only confusion
only paranoia
whats this thing in my head
that makes me so fucking scared
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Posted by benventure on 2009-03-19 00:54:14 | Rating: | Views: 45
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