Sad deniles circling over head,
thousands of expectations that wont be happy till I'm dead,
Temptations ever trying my life,
making me want to pick up a knife.
but I don't have enough courage inside of me,
to actually carry out that dreadful deed,
I hate myself so very much.
that I fear I'm starting to become out of touch,
life means sadness, hate, and fear,
and death will then take everything I hold dear,
tears now roll down my face,
and I don't think even a psychiatrist would consider taking my case,
because I feel like I am way too far gone,
and I will not even be sane come dawn.
I am alone hiding in many fears,
wasting my time counting my tears.
Darkness calling out to me,
making me want to run and flee,
from this dreadful mess I call life,
that can be ended quickly by deaths large sythe
no one can help me and thats no lie
so now all I can do is try and try.
The form of the souls
true magick makes
but not all people
are of thanks
we are the loners
the outcastes and thieves
the ones thrown out of our homes
our castles and keeps
the shadows of our people
the despised, the hated,
we are rage and sadness alike
we are the ones they say need to be sedated,
for life...
Darkness wraps it's arms around us in fear,
because it knows that you are near.
You, who shines so brightly in the sky,
you, who makes us cry out as we die.
we are the shadows that seek out revenge
on a world who's people would rather see us die again,
we watch and listen for our chance
so that we can break free of this evil trance.
our blood runs deep
so do not think to sleep
or you will find a sad surprise
when you meet your final demise
you think you can escape us here
but you should know we will always be near
we who are the shadows in the night
will always be around to give you a fright.
COMMENTS
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nativepride
21:53 Jan 11 2009
i think its sad but i like how well its wrote. its nicly done.