A hallowed scene flickers, bereft echoes of what was A shallow sea mirrors the theft covetous and lost Harrowed screams from listless breath call the faithless home To shadowed dreams of whispered death a folly all your own
Should it be a comma or a dash I don't really know? I think a comma looks nicer anyway
Music on beat Music off key Music from the heart Music from a **** Foreign music Boring music Torrents of abhorrent music Sad music Fast music Do-a-boring-task music Music on the phone Music to sell your soul Music to make you rock out Music you have to block out Music you use to shock and abuse Music used to educate and enthuse Music on a drive Music to survive Music to inspire another to rise higher Music in the shower Music used for power Music is devoured Every minute, every hour Who doesn't love music? So many untold uses I use it to build up my soul like home improvements
Life really bothered me not what it ought to be all the monotony and hypocrisy really got to me lost the plot, you see these thoughts are like rot to me I've reached the point of screaming here I'm seated and I don't see a way of dealing it's deceiving, my heart's beating as it's freezing, barely breathing while I'm being seized by demons cheated by the dealer's scheming Feeling ****** like someone must have turned the lights off just a write-off with the sight of a blind man who's guide dog took the night off I tried hope try as I might though the light won't rise so it's vital I fight for a new height to climb to but the night's too Long a never ending marathon I'm done spending my energy on fall off the bike and get back on repeat the cycle dusk til dawn exercise is meant to get the demons gone but I never brought the priest along
I need a new keyboard growing very tired of pasting "L"
seemed like an easy road to go down but the trees have all regrown now it's getting narrow, growing dark I need to stop but I can't slow down there's nowhere left to turn round and I can barely hear the sound of my own voice through all this noise the walls are closing in s u r r o u n d i n g my blood is pounding demons are hounding stalking through the dark i'm feeling around in not the kind of place you want to be found in but it seemed like such an easy road I had to go down it