My Darkest Thoughts My heart cries warm bloody tears, and my soul wrestles with darkened fears, as I look into those demon eyes, the beast within tell me his dirty lies. I walk in deep dark fantasies, that bring me to my weakened knees, forsaken by this wayward world, the manic banner of life lays unfurled. * I cannot stand this hell I feel, the pressure building-the truth revealed, the winds of change begin to blow, thoughts and feelings begin to show. Reality is cold and hard, the tears they do run dry, all that is left to see, is bloodstains on my face and knees. -NightCry- and *Alecia* 11/22/00� 11:15am |
