Run freely again Nevermore bound, with last breath A necklace of rope
Everyone deserves to live their best life and to have the support of friends and family. If you know anyone who is struggling to find themselves or is lost please get help. // Todos merecen vivir su mejor vida y contar con el apoyo de amigos y familiares. Si conoces a alguien que está luchandose por encontrarse o se pierde, busca ayuda.
YOU SUMMONED YOU BELLOWED ME INTO THE DARK MY THOUSAND SUNS BURNED DAY AND NIGHT FOR YOU YOU CALLED MY NAME REPEATEDLY TO DISINTEGRATE ONE INSOLENT LOOK KILLED MY DEMONS UNREST FROM YOU TO ME DISTANCE GREW INVECTIVE YOU STOOD NEXT TO ME TO WATCH ME FALL IN THOSE INERT SOLEMN EYES I STUMBLE FLOWERS AND SUNSHINE HIDE BENEATH YOUR FEET RESTRAINED YOU PUSHED ME TO GALLOWS THERE I PERISHED INTO INCOMPLETE REBIRTH DEMISE
We have all the vultures and hounds around Thirsty eyes are in search of some human Coffins are taken away from bodies on ground But where ever we go we see but just none
Brothers are cutting the brothers roots to benefit All world has taken all deadly and dreadful shapes Humanity has become shallow to play with writ Man is to eat man as in winter the closed eyes apes
Human soul and heart have gone just to stray dogs Every one wants to eat up the flesh of his fellows Every one in his interest produce sounds like frogs Every one due to sins remain throughout on gallows
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
I linger in the shadows And in the darkest gallows But in the sun I also reign Unfortunately I bring your loved ones pain But I am nothing to fear I bring relive when I am near To those that are terminally ill Their fate already sealed Even to those that are young With still their life story to be sung But the world had done them so wrong That filled with agony they couldn't go on I bring them release, from the human skin That they have been imprisoned in And some I touch without waring Those receive great mourning I am not God, nor the Devil like you've been told I am the keeper of soul's, a creature of old I am nothing to fear When your end comes near And your spirit's screams I hear I'm the gate keeper I am the Grim Reaper
If I somehow ***** this up, and die in some stupid, boring, clichéed, romantically tragic way while I'm still sort of young and sort of attractive, and you are, too, I hope you **** on my grave, howl profanity at the couldn't-give-a-**** sky, and curse me inside-out for being so derivative and predictable.
I stand before you accused by some fool. You call me a witch, but I say you are foolish to agree. I but a simple girl I mean harm to no one. You demand I confess to my sins of witchcraft I'm firm when I look you the eye and tell you, “ I cannot”. I go three days and three nights with only water and some stale bread in the damp dark of the jail. I almost fear my hunger has made me mad when I see your face appear at my cell. Though am weak, I rise to greet your scornful face. Again, you demand I confess. You wish to make an example of me. Yet again I look you in the eye and reply; “ I cannot." You storm out in anger raving about how I shall hang, but I will not be tried for something I did not do. I will not ruin my name for the games of the fool. I stand at the gallows and you demand one last time my confession A single tear rolls down my face as I look to the crowd gathered to see my end. Standing tall, I whisper “I cannot.” s.s.
I can hear the voices calling me to the gallows, and so speaks my soul. Softly whispering my darkest secrets for anyone listening close enough to hear. Everything I've wanted to keep hidden from everyone, out in the open, hot summers air. I hear the executioner walking as I wait to take my last breath and fall through the floor. He reaches the platform, asks me to speak my final words. Again I find words coming out of my mouth I'm not consciously speaking, everyone falls silent, he pulls the lever, the floor drops, and my neck snaps. I wake up from my disillusion only to find myself back where I started. Searching. Trapped in my head searching for an escape that is seemingly impossible to find. No one can save me from this, surrounded by the demons that haunt my thoughts. I have to overcome them, I have to overcome this. I won't let them consume me. I can only save myself. It's time to remove this hollow mask, shed the shell of who I was and become who I know I need to be. I've been searching for a savior for far too long, I am what I've been searching for all this time. I've been a slave to my demons, letting my conscious existence blur. I'm taking back control, until history repeats itself once more.