I am empty
This world is not for me
It is full of everything I am against
This earth stands for everything I despise
There Is nothing here for me
Complete darkness, alone, emotionless solitude.
Perfection.
Thats where I need to be.
Alone.
No one around, no stupidity, no people,
No anything.
Just me in the dark.
Timid, scared, or not worth the try.
My time here is pointless.
This is not my world.
This is not who
I am.
The phantom haunts my dreams
A disease to my heart
His eyes fierce, his laugh cold.
Lips sadistic, scars chaotic.
The moon is full, tonight he comes.
Hiding, waiting, and creeping in darkness.
The little shadow will sleep, and he awake.
He will continue to wait in hatred,
Night after Night.
Fearful and scared the I sleep,
Tossing and Turning in a nightmare.
Trapped forever in his ebony grasp.
My fate is set.
The haunting Phantom stalks the Shadow.
A smile of regret.
A hateful heart and a sinful soul.
Demons pocessing and angels confessing.
Dreadful words and morbid songs.
All alone, a shadow of fate.
Nothing can be done.
Nothing can be said.
The only time I have is now.
While the rest dries up dead.
Shooting stars and scared kids.
Black eyes and nightmare lies.
There's nothing that can change my mind.
There is a void.
It can't be filled.
And I'm only peaceful when everything's drone out.
A shadow wanders alone
Always thinking
Always observing.
Its heart comes first
And never last
It has an opinion
But continues to keep quiet.
A shadow chooses
Which burden it carries
How much of the world
They wish to serve or hide.
A shadow isn't a mere object
A shadow is life, hidden
But true.
A shadow remains with you
Through out your time
Dont forget the shadow...
For without it, the rest is suicide.
[I know it probably doesn't make sense or follow proper grammatical/poetry criteria , but I dont care.]
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