| Standing alone in the shadows, as the forest seems to cloack my saddened expression. I hold close to the wood as the dawn of the night seems to turn the night and alluring Blue. The Moon rises slowly, and Painful to watch. Standing alone, since the Birth of time, And to last to its end. Silent Flutters of Wings that Hunt Pray in the night, and the motions og worms deep underground; feeling as if they now are maggots across your dead Flesh. Was it so Long ago I left my Soul alone - Behind. Would it be so long if I didn't regret that moment. I Fear the endlessness of Immortality. For From Dawn to Dusk...I Die, and In the moments of Life I try and Regain my Sanity, `Tis to far gone, to many still eternitys alone...Seeing my world die and a new blossom in its place, an eternity of death and its rebirth. Leaving But a shadow to scar the world as that which is the Prophet. We hark in tones that seem to be hushed from the world, still its heard. Each hurtful word another dagger in my back. Others stole the last breath i held in my lungs, as i sighed feeling exhaulted...I knew, It was over. Lonleliness was what I was to Endure till time lost its existance...and I lost my mind. No one knows what its like....To have the Feelings I hold. |
