The Soft Strung Anthemi feel them slipping, my childhood friends; they fade away...A sad song playing, this repeats through out my head. Flying low now avoiding sight and being heard, my anthem plays now....loud and clear the soft sick sounds of dark and pain; i smile gladly, now realizing i'm insane....loseing hope enjoying pain, elements of dark i wear again; my light still glows but now just darker shades... still figuring out how i'm gonna keep walking, but what i have found is a brighter meaning to this life we live; my love i'm looseing she dies slowly day by day i ache when i hear her, i hear her call out to me. saying good bye is justThe Soft Strung Anthem
One Last Breath...Tears of sorrow running down my chin.One Last Breath...
The rope loop hanging screaming my name in vain.
Thoughts of shameless times streaming in my head.
while reality is laughing; i'm all alone again.
Abandoned by hope, drowning in fear, shuned by my people, nobody cares.
My breath draws shallow, as a quick crack sounds from my neck, the memories of everything play through real quick.
Than nothing at all comes after the drop, accept an exhale; thats all that was left.
The DarknessDarkness decends, twisting its inky, velvet fingers through the crisp night air. Those inching fingertips toy with my hair, beckoning me deeper into the black.The Darkness
As a thing lost in the mist, I follow blindly. No one grabs my hand to pull me back. Nothing stands before me to block my path.
The darkness surrounds me, engulfs me in nothingness. Here in this place, I am utterly alone. I am left with only my memories... my regrets...
As a terrible, crawling thing of the earth, I creep along in the black. Those cob we
The CemetaryRough stone, cool beneath my touch. Indentations in the form of letters, slick with silent tears. The air is filled with the cloying scent of slowly decaying roses. The wind blows swiftly through newly budding trees, strands of blood colored hair brushing like ghostly fingertips across my young, grief stricken face.The Cemetary
Raindrops join teardrops-- their sound harsh on the tombstones. Green eyes gaze up at the charcoal sky, the scent of death surrounding me, embracing me in its velvet blackness. Voices echo as if from a dream. Words escape tightly
the bottomless nothingtheres a time and place for every second of realitythe bottomless nothing
to break this endless falling and to calm my eyes from burning with every nervous tick for this smoke inhaled he knows how to waste away like a cigarette exhaling into my night vision secretly theres no mystery to hide i can purge to show how ugly it is from the inside but your outside knocking on a double-sided mirror im still tossing without care but still in memorie there was a time a mother-less child kissed me on the cheek "theres no use to hide from your mind, because this
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