Let me tell you of who I killed
Just to maintain the order inside this tower
A petty and dark person once lurked
At the deepest and darkest corner of my core
Uhm, I mean the tower's core
That petty and dark person,
shall we call her as depression
Tried to climb at the top of the tower
and attempted to break the order
She bounded my heart.. I mean the core with chains
Wants to climb on top, embed my brains
with thought of self infliction and suicide
She really wants to see someone die
and oh yes she did
because yes she died
I killed her
Coz no one can mess with the tower's order
And the story goes like this
I have then ordered for the order of nights to **** her
once she gets on top and touches the border
her life would soon be over
But she was a fighter, I admit
Several knights have fallen to a defeat
Cast down to an eternal pit
of negativity that she submits
Confidence, Self-worth, Joy
are few of the heroes that have first fallen
Followed by logic, intelligence, pride and sense
Until little by little she was winning
The top of the tower she was conquering
then the tower was slowly changing
cue in isolation and self condemnation
But oh boy
when she thought she had finally won
when she thought the war was finally over
Awakens my last remaining fighter
that was once in a slumber
the last remaining member of the knights order
and she is up to bring back the tower's lost order!
Shall I call this knight HOPE
small and fragile as she seems,
but boy she was so dope
Everytime depression knocks her down
HOPE would break and scatter all around
But dont get me wrong, hope was not losing
coz this is her type of fighting
and by this she was actually winning
Her scatted pieces that trailed every corner
Shone brightly even at the pits of negativity
The light became a guide
A path that let out her comrades from the pit
Now everything in the tower was shining
Even the petty and dark depression was submitting
For darkness can never win over light
Thus mark depression's era as over
I killed her
or I may have not
maybe she will be back
but let me tell her this
Let me tell you this
I have a great fighter
and once she is still alive
It will never be over
I will keep fighting whoever want to take over my tower
Coz if the light of hope is still there
my life, I will never let it be over
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 12:39 PM UTC
Let me tell you of who I killed
Just to maintain the order inside this tower
A petty and dark person once lurked
At the deepest and darkest corner of my core
Uhm, I mean the tower's core
That petty and dark person,
shall we call her as depression
Tried to climb at the top of the tower
and attempted to break the order
She bounded my heart.. I mean the core with chains
Wants to climb on top, embed my brains
with thought of self infliction and suicide
She really wants to see someone die
and oh yes she did
because yes she died
I killed her
Coz no one can mess with the tower's order
And the story goes like this
I have then ordered for the order of nights to **** her
once she gets on top and touches the border
her life would soon be over
But she was a fighter, I admit
Several knights have fallen to a defeat
Cast down to an eternal pit
of negativity that she submits
Confidence, Self-worth, Joy
are few of the heroes that have first fallen
Followed by logic, intelligence, pride and sense
Until little by little she was winning
The top of the tower she was conquering
then the tower was slowly changing
cue in isolation and self condemnation
But oh boy
when she thought she had finally won
when she thought the war was finally over
Awakens my last remaining fighter
that was once in a slumber
the last remaining member of the knights order
and she is up to bring back the tower's lost order!
Shall I call this knight HOPE
small and fragile as she seems,
but boy she was so dope
Everytime depression knocks her down
HOPE would break and scatter all around
But dont get me wrong, hope was not losing
coz this is her type of fighting
and by this she was actually winning
Her scatted pieces that trailed every corner
Shone brightly even at the pits of negativity
The light became a guide
A path that let out her comrades from the pit
Now everything in the tower was shining
Even the petty and dark depression was submitting
For darkness can never win over light
Thus mark depression's era as over
I killed her
or I may have not
maybe she will be back
but let me tell her this
Let me tell you this
I have a great fighter
and once she is still alive
It will never be over
I will keep fighting whoever want to take over my tower
Coz if the light of hope is still there
my life, I will never let it be over
