Darkness, please come through me
Numb this body of any feelings
Kill these senses alluring
Culminating into full blown destruction
Where emotions never exist again
Darkness, Fill this soul with coldness
Ice this heart astray
Erase this mind of these false hopes
As they always murder these dreams anyways
No more confusion
Just plain darkly disillusion
Demised to the blackest of core
As love was always alive
It was me that was always dead
In this graveyard of emotions
I play my final dirge
Say my final epitaph
All for the cause of a haunted regret
For which I slab myself within
Oh, rest assure I will be suffering in peace
As darkness paints my skin pale
Haunting me into uncharted ruins
Afflicted by my existence
In a world I roam alone
All alone in a world that was never mine to live in
Embellishing the darkness that keeps me numb
Clinging onto the sadness of my enduring fears
Walking with death my only release
Yet, it is I who prays to be among the deceased
For I was alive all of this time
Just a wannabe dead man who ceases to live again
Yet, Darkness is the place I still call home
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
10/15/10
Friday, October 15, 2010
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