To heart to soul to nothing, the energy I use to create should be for something?
There is no light no life no strife, but to yield when life is threatened by the knife, there is no better time but to break the cage and shield the love with the power gifted from above.
Pure darkness in its strongest form, a soul who takes a soul I never once shal morn as the power and the scorn takes the bulls by the horns and says no. Devil I talk life its time for you to
Go. There is nothing to stop the pain and the shame the blood dripping down the frame that tears at the purity of the name. There is nothing to save the devils blame you set urself in
Your own grave. To tear the soul free of the oppressor the thief and the obsessor . To know the pain and yet laugh as you look at the shame in its eyes and keep filling in the hole as
The reaper fogs the life away from the hues. Its like you finished you’re used the situation defused and you cant help but fall to your knees and sigh when another fallen shal die.
Another laid to rest that failed the test Of time another fallen that thought that life could be taken off the line and cast aside and barried out of site to hide the death inside themselves.
Take heed take need take flight there is a guardian of the night a lost soul that’s willing to fight and not worried to die again for the love that just might be, of the tomorrow the killer
Shal never see.
COMMENTS
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BunesUth
14:47 Oct 15 2013
Nicely written my dear