uhm...I'm a bit of a writer so I guess I'll add some poetry, no? no?! NO!?! YES! THAT'S RIGHT! sweatdrop uhm....I'm a bit hyper right now...heh..
hours away, miles from sight
tossing and turning in the dead of the night
the monters that find me when i fall to dreams
the things i keep hidden are not as they seem
while you're lying cozy in your sheets made of lace
i'm slowly getting lost while running in place
i'm lying in bed; safe, warm, unafraid
but i'm dying and crying as my mind is betrayed
i'm in a ditch bleeding, i'm lost out at sea
i'm in the woods screaming and you're not with me
i'm on my knees crying, with a gun to my head
i die more each night that i realize you're dead
i'm in a lab somewhere, no one can find
i'm starting to see that i have gone blind
i'm running and running from my worst fear of all
i trip and i slip as i keep trying to stall
i'm not welcome home, the door is shut tight
i'm walking in circles, could be here all night
i'm trapped in a web of lies that you've spun
i can feel the beasts fangs sink in and i'm done
before the gun is fired, as the poison is spread
before i'm out of blood and i find myself dead
before i know why its me it wants, and before i feel the pain
i wake unto the midnight air and start breathing once again
if i could know its name, if i could see its face
if i could turn around and see a shadow of this place
if i could understand why it hunts me like you used to
maybe i could in turn understand a little bit of you
but i couldn't hear its voice and i could not see the walls
and you still refused to answer to my despirit calls
so i must wonder what can i do each night that i dream
except hope that i die with a maginficent scheme
i secretly hoped it'd find my deepest fears
so i could cry my largest of tears
and we could play this foolish game
until i finally knew its name
or maybe until you'd finally come
and save me from what i've become
because though i don't understand this beast
i know it in ways that i knew you the least
i know why it hunts, though i don't know why me
i know how it comes and goes quite knowledgably
i know if it dies, my monsters are gone
and i know that it hides as born is dawn
hours away, miles from sight
was it so horrid that i saw you that night?
was it so awful you couldn't have stayed?
i first saw its face when i saw that you'd strayed
...was she worth it?
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