a heart is glass surrounded by walls of stone no one gets in no one gets out only one holds the key a key not like the ones you see this key encased in the hand of a soul has no equal
white dust like bone a skeleton in the closet a knock on the door a broken bell rings out a ghost answers politely asking can you find my body another person ran away another eternity to wait
life is a wonderland of fun everyday you gaze up at the sun the only thing that ruins it the coma living life through a dream seems fun but slowly your body is shutting down isn't life fun
I wounder through life my vision clouded trapped in a daze slowly I fall and catch myself walking slowly down life's road staring at the world through my foggy haze I contemplate what gives my life meaning now out loud I state nothing
the flower exotic blooms only in violence a hurricane is arriving the flower blossoms shining its bright red hue for a tempest the flower is our only warning
it hits you like a bullet an idea suddenly forms sure it looks like your brain exploded on a piece of paper just clean it up a bit think than a masterpiece is born inspiration isn't it amazing