Poetry is everything it's the mind, spirit and body Poetry is God it's the Father, Son and Holy-ghost Poetry is life it's You, Them and Me Poetry is death It's natural, ****** and suicide Poetry is everything It's ever evolving, immortal and timeless
Light equals Life Dark equals Death Lightless thoughts provide Lifeless dreams Darkness takes over providing Deathless dreams Light is found in my nightmares When I can actually FEEL Life is gone in my daydreams as they tease me with HAPPY THOUGHTS that never will eXiSt Dark days and nights I forever remain to Death is an acquaintance but only visits everyone else around me, I live this Dark-Life guided by Death's Light cApTiVe To ThEsE ~~~~~bLuRrEd-LiNeS~~~~~ L i u F R e r E d
It's 3:40 in the morning and the sky is still pitch black from the night before I awoke from dreaming still wishfully thinking she was in my arms It's 3:40 in the morning and my heart is still pitch black from our faded love I awoke from dreaming still wishfully thinking she was in my arms It's 3:40 in the morning and her presence is still pitch black from when she left I awoke from dreaming to this nightmare realizing forever she is gone It's 3:40 in the morning and I'm forever lonely soul pitch black since she left home I wanna sleep now wishfully dreaming of her
There's no place like holm unfortunately holm isn't where I want to be Or at least not originally but slowly I began to like it and found it quite comforting There's no place like holm I now believe, since evolving from a victim to dependent Stockholm Syndrome BRAINWASHED There's no place like home a saying I used to believe in but now my holm mistaken TAKEN FROM ME and replaced with a: FALSE REALITY