Why am I here in this world
Is it to only cause suffering?
Or is it to be in the middle of all the agony?
Like a pestilence,I sweep over the land and sea
Brought by a terrible tempest that makes others kneel
The impetuosity of the past haunts my nights
Daunting me until there is no more light
The tears begin but they never fall
I refuse to show emotions after all
Helacious nights
Flames burning bright
Whispers of deaths raps upon my door
The hideous footsteps upon the floor
Realization hitting home
Life as known is now the unknown
Soon I will be a figment of imagination
Why did I do such things to deserve a horrid vacation
No more will I exist and no more will tears trail my face
No more scars, not a trace
Death consumes all it touches
Including me, who is in its clutches.
 Demon Seiko · Sat Oct 15, 2005 @ 04:16am · 0 Comments |
