| Watching and living. |


UnseenShadows are things That no one can seeUnseen
They come and go With tidings of light
Shadows are things That no one can hear
They carry messages In depths of thought
Shadows are things That no one can touch
They reach farther
Then any one place
Shadows are things That no one can believe
They whisper the silence And awaken the night


I am not doneSkin drawn tight over bone. Mostly skeleton now... Is she even alive? It's hard to tell.I am not done
And yet she moves. Not consciences of any thought. But pain!
Oh that pain be. In that one moment: Ever lasting.
Or is that her- That remains here- Waiting for the grave?
Perhaps she's already gone... No words croaked from withered lips. Sight, without seeing.
The last time, I saw her. She didn't recognize me. Know me.
Is it fear that keeps me here? Locked in my room, curtains drawn. W


The World EndsIf the world ends, And you got no friendsThe World Ends
If lighting strikes,
Will it be alright?
If were out of time, Will everything be fine?
As the worlds cry, Must we say goodbye?


A storyWhat terrors await, the forsaken fate? What monster comes, When life is young?A story
Time lost. Time gain. What is ingrain? Some are lost. Some must pay the cost.
Where time ends, And life begins. Anew the forgotten few. Some where we go, Some place we know.
There are those who deny, But those who knew. What once was. Something at the door, Neither a foe nor friend.
What is it you know? Time beyond, is long gone. Forgotten drafts of hope, Each situation, how to cope?
Where echoe
i'm trying to finish up my story... i realized i could twist it around a lot but never get it done...
sigh.
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i can kill you with my brain.
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i can kill you with my brain.
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All of this love...
All of this hate...
Unable to mend...
Unable to break...
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All of this love...
All of this hate...
Unable to mend...
Unable to break...
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