I woke rapid to no avail!
Found the vapid conversation grew stale...
paralyzed by my fears,
endless ringing in my ears,
conscience begins to smear.
Shrouded in the stains of time.

Kind thoughts vanish,
torture runs rampant through my body like a bind.
Nightmares are ceaseless in my mind,
insanity does not flee.
All bets are not on me,
my mind leaks horror once more!

Promises* are meant to be broken,
the heart is *never meant to be shattered,
you let me down,
you saw me as a clown,
now I own the town's crown.

For wherever you go there is betrayal,
I am pale,
your love is fatal,
but I am grateful.
The days bleed and go by,
you will cry,
you force me to scry.

Stay atop your spire,
while I admire,
I thought you had a lyre,
I realized you were a liar!
You were blinded by greed,
so take heed as I speed...

I die in a realm of agony,
where one rules with money.
I was a dark angel,
caressed by the darkness,
I was blessed.

Love... does not exist,
but it does persist.
The plot has a perverse twist!
My life was in danger,
forced to become a stranger.

I am a tortured soul,
perhaps a demon calculating a goal!
Trapped in this body,
I feel shoddy...
Just another eternity of melancholy.

Emotions do not exist in my domain,
I simply drain where I reign.
Nothing exists only pain.
No rain ever falls here,
I confess...I am a **seer.

If profanity is a form of insanity,
then all of humanity is in love with vanity.
Just another delusion of illusion,
in a rampant act of seclusion.
Talent is standard on a planet of confabulation.

Nothing is real anymore,
there is a war at your core.
Greed is the seed we breed,
hence the human race in which we speed!
We play games of hunger while we bleed.

Humanity is just an art form,
unfinished and diminished.
We are blessed with stress,
without our consent we play chess.
I confess my address...

-Earth-
**Motel for our souls

I have the hardest of hearts,
love does not exist in these parts...
there are no new starts.
I reside in a realm of guilt,
this is where I wilt.

I know thyself,
I have flaws.
My kingdom has fatal laws.
Run!  For I am no hero!
I am prince of endless solitude!

A heart so dark,
no one can start the spark...
Hearts galore in my jar of hearts.
Perpetual darkness ensues,
for there lies a black hole in my heart!