She stands there in her beautiful gown
made of the shadows and light
She smiles at me as if she knows.
As if to say my time has arrived.
She left me for good, but she will never leave
I want her gone, but i beg for her return.
She stands there in her beautiful gown
a flicker of hope and faith
Watching me as if she sees
I could mimic her scars, do as she's done.
leave by my hand, this world of suffering
She stands there in her beautiful gown
A ghost of my nightmares
She smiles as if she can tell
Her death will soon be my own
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
She stands there in her beautiful gown
made of the shadows and light
She smiles at me as if she knows.
As if to say my time has arrived.
She left me for good, but she will never leave
I want her gone, but i beg for her return.
She stands there in her beautiful gown
a flicker of hope and faith
Watching me as if she sees
I could mimic her scars, do as she's done.
leave by my hand, this world of suffering
She stands there in her beautiful gown
A ghost of my nightmares
She smiles as if she can tell
Her death will soon be my own
