Darkness surrounds my sight ever pulling me further into the night, the last off the sup-men have called my name proclaiming my irregretable fame, dark angels pull me closer to the abysmal plane where comes rest and silence, both the same, last I looked I had no name. Still the darkness clouds my thoughts, hiding my voice and stilling my coughs, the disease that eats me away has run it's course this dreadfull day, upon withered wings my soul does ride, no place to run, nowhere to hide. And the darkness grows ever more, my voice now a silent roar, my heart deepens in passing moments, loosing love but holding torments, And in those final seconds, my thought turn again, to loves I've lost and the inevitable end. The darkness has taken me, and my life is only a memory, to those I have left behind my life will soon pass from mind, the closure of heart and compassion, the loss of love, caring and passion, but in the darkness there is none of these, only faint and dim memories. Cosmic manuel
cosmicmanuel · Sun Mar 12, 2006 @ 03:19am · 0 Comments |