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Cursed is my name and i do not fear the emptyness that hides my heart.
It is, but the darkness that scares me away.
The empty feeling of nothing and complete bliss.
Though it is hard to see the blinded one can vision great things.
For those who do not wish to speak have no say in there future.
It is the ones who can not hear, who are truely blessed...for they do not hear of pain and misery.
They are all but cursed, as i am.
The voice which i have lost is now abolished into lonelyness.
Far from here i can lay my head down and look up at the stars and wonder..
this is all but reality to me and so there is nothing,
nothing in which i run from or hide.
It is that, for which i am cursed.
Yet day after day the sun rises and sets.
The moon shows its natural glow and the birds sing on like no tommarow.
But it is they who know that there is an end and a new beginning to each day.
How is that they know these wonderfull things...
Is it simply that i am blinded by all around me,
or is it the fact that i am cursed for loving and the great desire in my heart.
I wait for those days and nights that come my way and lifts this sorrow.
For another day may not come and i may never be blessed.
If that is the case i am forever cursed.
The sweet melodies will never be heard.
My heart hidden away from the world,
seeking only but truth and beauty.
It is that day, which may never come.
Is it only but a mear dream?
A fantasy, which not only tricks the mind,
but the heart and soul of my being?
I am cursed,
but a shine of hope remains in the darkness nights.
Its there i shall find what i have been searching for.
But for now,
i remain...
cursed.
 Crimson-Valkyrie · Wed Jul 19, 2006 @ 04:52am · 2 Comments |
