#ofmonstersandmen
I want , I want , I want ,
to be sad
The sun slides down behind the mountain
I want to be nothing inside
Where's the love every body promised
I would find on my doorstep ?
I think I just swept it away
day after day
I want , I want , I want
to be empty now
No pain , no remorse , no joy
If I have no love , I don't want anything
But an emptiness
Where I can fall into and be lost
Falling forever in nothingness
My own personal eternity
And yet I can see ,
see that there is nothing
Falling . . . free
Falling . . . in peace
Falling . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 9:01 PM UTC
We'll sing you,
An olden tale.
Of the deep blue ocean,
And flying whales.
The whales had nothing to hide,
But the ocean was stirring inside.
It made the whales go all wrong,
They became monsters of their own song.
The monsters went to war with men,
And there they were until the end.
Ashes and bones,
Swords and thrones.
This is what sin does to us.
It beats,
It eats,
It tears us all apart.
Pumping bad blood in my heart.
But if we are here,
And they were there then,
I've just told you the tale,
The tale of monsters and men.
Feb 25, 2015
Feb 25, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
I'm letting go, but I've never felt better
Passing by all the monsters in my head
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 7:53 PM UTC