they come in the eve of night
or even up your sleeve at daylight,
they have one mission,
and one mission only.
To destroy, take, or darken your soul
for that's their deadly role.
they take the art from your eyes
and replace it with darkness from the skies,
you ask them why,
and they just sigh
oh they just sigh in evil sigh.
they dig into your flesh, until they find your soul
as soon as they finally find it
they rip out your soul
eat it whole
and you're dead.
they said
you're still breathing but just artistically dead.
you're still living, but at the same time you're not.
you're still alive, but at the same time you just died.
she cried, and cried.
she no longer saw colours dancing
on the canvas of her mind.
she no longer felt the music flow
through her veins,
she only felt blood and pain.
harmonies no longer came out of her
mouth
only doubt, cries, and 'Why!'s
to the innocent skies.
she was still alive, but at the same time she just died.
Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 7:59 AM UTC
they come in the eve of night
or even up your sleeve at daylight,
they have one mission,
and one mission only.
To destroy, take, or darken your soul
for that's their deadly role.
they take the art from your eyes
and replace it with darkness from the skies,
you ask them why,
and they just sigh
oh they just sigh in evil sigh.
they dig into your flesh, until they find your soul
as soon as they finally find it
they rip out your soul
eat it whole
and you're dead.
they said
you're still breathing but just artistically dead.
you're still living, but at the same time you're not.
you're still alive, but at the same time you just died.
she cried, and cried.
she no longer saw colours dancing
on the canvas of her mind.
she no longer felt the music flow
through her veins,
she only felt blood and pain.
harmonies no longer came out of her
mouth
only doubt, cries, and 'Why!'s
to the innocent skies.
she was still alive, but at the same time she just died.
