Monday, August 16, 2010
haunted.
Haunted by visions past, tormenting me in present
I run to find a place that's safe with shelter
While eyes of scorn reduce me to a peasant,
I shout my pleas and cries in helter-skelter.
Though bruised by you and those who do not know,
My silence speaks that you are not my friend.
Preferring death than turn the path I go
And where? I'm sure I'll see it in the end.
The end begins in death, then life - I live today
Barely holding on to what is holding me
So give your best of all your worst this way
I run to find a place that sets me free!
Chased by these demons that are so haunting me
I cry the Truth of what you cannot see.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
dream (not her).
Don't let me dream of her tonight
The past is present woe.
I'd like not dream of her tonight
Please let me let her go.
Her claws sink deep into my back
She laughs as my skin crawls.
I scream! No sound. The pain. My back!
As blood drip slowly falls.
Let Go! "Oh no! You're all of mine
Till death we'll never part
And as you bleed, you'll know that I'm
The one who killed your heart.
So die my love, my fool of love!"
I'll die! I shall not live!
"If death is what you wish my love,
Then death I shall not give."
I've died so very long ago,
And yet, I'm still alive.
Between two worlds, no place to go
Faint hope... I barely thrive.
Don't let me dream of her tonight.
I'd rather dream... of you!
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