Surrounded by darkness
alone with my past
the demons have caught up with my at last
I've fled from them for far too long
and I am yet to overcome my mournful song
Now the spirits, they engulf me
as it has been said
good and bad all times three
From this none shall be free
I'm haunted
but not the first nor the last
to be caught in this walless prison
to be fed self made poison
I roam, but arrive nowhere
I seek, but find not
For I am captive in my self made prison called the human mind.
The Lust, it consumes me
and I dream of flowing crimsom rivers
I am blind, and unable to think
as the lust and the call washes over me
And everything is a shade of red
I blunder through life
attempting to avoid conflict and strife
seeing humanity destroying itself
childeren crying, the homeless begging
All in shades of red.
I see my friends and am forced to pretend
that I am whole
and the lust is not consuming my very soul
They laugh and smile
All in shades of red
The hunger eats away at me
leaving me weak and nearly maimed
I dream of flowing crimsom rivers
from the necks of the innocent
the heartds of the evil
and the soul of the world
all in shades of red
COMMENTS
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HellsGuardian69
15:09 Mar 09 2008
very interesting indeed