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the day has been long
life is too fast
you want something deeper
a feeling to last
frustration is mounting
you want to find peace
your failures can burn you
your smiles have ceased
you sleep it away
dreams peaceful and soft
sun streaming down
wind whistling aloft
but quite soon your troubles
start pilling up
your not ready to face
this foreboding mockup
so inside you freeze
stay perfectly still
feel every breeze
from your cold windowsill
the light fades away
and so does the sound
you feel that you're floating
brought deep underground
here all is quiet
vast deep and dark
the only thing sounding
is the beat of your heart
your eyes are not open
but neither are shut
as time drifts away
and reason's rebut
cold like a river
endless as space
you lay, still as death
as this covers your face
deeper and deeper
you don't move at all
but you're jarred away
with a beckoning call
your mind is still empty
but your eyes finally see
with emotions removed
they accept peacefully
you've come back from nothing
but what never shows
is the part of you there
the side no one knows
in the back of your mind
in the dark and the dust
there's someone still there
with eyes colored rust
who giggles at pain
and lusts for fresh blood
who shuns sense of good
and hates like a flood
who's claws dig so deep
that sometimes they see
her sharp piercing eyes
and blunt vanity
helping you stifle
emotions and tears
she can give power to life
and conquer your fears
but inside your torn
whats right and what's wrong
how you can defeat
a shadow so strong
and now all you want
is to return to that place
the endless dark nothing
the comfort of space
you go to forget
lose yourself in the chill
but time's moving on
while you're standing still
while rust eyes giggle
and chip you away
rot you inside,
and mock you all day
your angry and tired
and no longer trust
a child is crying
far down in the dust
in need of some warmth
this child is dying
when her hands are so cold
there's no use in trying
you wish to say
how it's hard to have fun
when the demons you see
whisper what you've become
for a while it's frighting
the shadows you see
the eyes that posses
a rust colored decree
you try to stay strong
cold and aloof
but feeling inside
and wanting some proof
that someone can hear you
surely they can
hear this little girl screaming
they must understand
but now you must sit
cold and alone
having a heart
but tears made of stone
and no one to hear them,
no one at all
no one but whispers
as eternity falls
 Doomed_Karu · Fri Aug 08, 2008 @ 12:11am · 2 Comments |
