The sickness spawns through to become a disease
The light carries glimpses of darkness in its vein
The sacred piece of my heart shrieks
**For the realization dawns upon me
That the end is near**
Earthly voices whisper silent sounds
to my ears and stamp the belief
"No reason to live but plenty to die"
**For the realization dawns upon me
That the end is near**
Is it that I am dying a docile death?
Is it that I lived a lame life?
Unanswered questions clutter my mind
**For the realization dawns upon me
That the end is near**
The consequences seem to bury my head
with emptiness and crucify my soul
with all the harrowing hostilities
**For the realization dawns upon me
That the end is near**
Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 8:54 AM UTC
Alone on the isle of penance...
Smothered by the seas of sorrow...
No glimpse of hope around me...
Still silent waves about to engulf me...
**A savior to **** is all I desire
so save me for I want to die**
The lightning of remorse strikes right beside..
my heavy heart tearing it aside...
Still the sands of time fail to grant...
my soul the wish to die...
**A savior to **** is all I desire
so save me for I want to die**
Brain dead, crucified I lie...
How badly I wish to die....
Striving so hard to let it go...
Yet unable to break the clutches of life...
**A savior to **** is all I desire
so save me for I want to die**
Sep 25, 2010
Sep 25, 2010 at 12:37 AM UTC
Pairs of sunken souls,
Living together to die alone?
Scores of bare bones,
Tied together to crack alone?
**Surrounded by the walls of mystery
Yet living like an oblivious stone?**
Agony of a lenghty battle,
Won together but tolerated alone?
The open wounds of a broken relationship,
Sustained together but heal alone?
**Surrounded by the walls of mystery
Yet living like an oblivious stone?**
Heaps of autumn leaves,
Wilt together but fall alone?
A Herd of innocent lambs,
Graze together but killed alone?
**Surrounded by the walls of mystery
Yet living like an oblivious stone?**
Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 8:56 AM UTC
With empty hands, the scared souls
Are dead inside like broken bones
With plastic dreams, the shattered ones
Are done believing that there's life alone
**Its hard to believe there's more to life
when the skies turn tragic *****
When you're living in the world so high
with things unworthy of attention
There's none better than to embrace death
For it seems the only solution
Coz those who tread the path of life
are usually sacrificed and
**Its hard to believe there's more to life
when the skies turn tragic *****
The sun would wilt your soul
The wind would stunt your growth
The earth would hold your arms
until they aren't yours anymore
**Its hard to believe there's more to life
when the skies turn tragic *****
With nothing more left to say
the silent have acceded the throne
Those who were in the battle of speech
have been the ones who've gone
For life is a struggle to death coz
**Its hard to believe there's more to life
when the skies turn tragic *****
Sep 12, 2010
Sep 12, 2010 at 9:14 AM UTC