These pains, why are they here Causing everything near To fade slowly to darkness Turning herself completely heartless Thoughts of death race through her mind Unable to see throught darkness blind Making it easier to see only to bloody lines Ignoring all her warning signs Not caring if she stays or leaves She'll die or do whatever she please
My forever bringing In my own mental hell Begins as I close my eyes To the hopes I once had All that once was Is now lost forever In that of lineliness
Death to us all Who wish of it dearly Listen closely to it's beconing call Almost unheard low and eirily 'Come to me now Forget about everything Come quickly and bow And I will give myself the needed wing A second wing to take flight from hell Freely given in place of my life Once given follow the tolling bell To leave forever behind my painful strife Death to us all I wish of it dearly I've followed its' beconing call Now I see that I'm better off dead clearly
Lestaut · Sat Apr 08, 2006 @ 02:00am · 0 Comments |