All I know is monsters All I see is a cold world that gets darker as the *** stir's The future blurs to a point its so obscure it's not yours Can't seem to stop words from causing me to go backwards Maybe I need to go back and relearn like toddlers in diapers There's no cures All the fibers of my being are withering away like dead flowers Retreating like cowards The more I try the worse I fail, a living hell, crunch the numbers I've done the math, a chalk board full of blunders Nightmares occurring with my eyes wide shut It's more then a rut A candidate to win? Nope, I have a losing ballot No safety blanket and no bright colors on my pallet Hollow and cryptic Revisit the past like I'm stuck to it with a rivet This isn't just unfortunate it's inadequate Chew off my arm to be free or just cannibalistic Can I even resist it? This dark army that I have enlisted For to long happy never even existed And you wonder why I tend go ballistic... Man, **** this ****!
He flipped the pages one after another his curious fingers tracing each syllable of her untold story, the deeper he dived in her mystic maze his fingers were smudged with ink and her tears the words were stripped her soul was bare and he fell in love with her cryptic layers
Grey velvet carpet Neon white and yellow lights, fogged mirrors Slow and heavy, loads snarl Crimson red beeps light in the dark Stop the sign, the green a distant dream Far and outstretched the limbs of illogicality Narrow the side walk of rationale