reaching out for empty spaces;
[but] paralyzed in fear
the knotted head contorts the faces,
death is all to hear;
the dying breath of long lost dreams
left scattered beyond reach
& the daunting laugh of all the demons
in their victory.
left frozen by the hands of time
in darkness more than black,
engulfing more than just the mind;
there is no turning back.
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
reaching out for empty spaces;
[but] paralyzed in fear
the knotted head contorts the faces,
death is all to hear;
the dying breath of long lost dreams
left scattered beyond reach
& the daunting laugh of all the demons
in their victory.
left frozen by the hands of time
in darkness more than black,
engulfing more than just the mind;
there is no turning back.
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