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My Empty Eyes, (heart sunken in abysmal dreams)
09/10/2005 @ 11:50pm
By:
luftwafferaid

Darkness embraces with cold touch,
this fear never ending,
but did you ever wonder about me,
falling down,
calling out can you hear me,
I want to scream but nothing comes out.

Subsequent death screaming and squirming,
tell me I'm OK,
please tell me every-things fine,
but no their all dead,
or maybe it was all a lie grown inside my head,
scraping my nails across the board trying to get some attention for
something I never deserved.

Did god ever find you in your hole?
because I've been looking round and round,
and still not even a sound disturbs my brain,
maybe we all are rotting inside gods heart,
but never can we blame this life solely on him.

This death staring me down,
my pain never swallowed,
never even seen his face when he had shown his light,
maybe we are all unworthy of gods grace,
constantly I live in a lie,
my mind only driving me more insane than,
what lies behind.

I think I'm dead because im living my life in reverse,
or maybe its just because I sit and stare at the wall and hum to myself,
while blackness blinds me with its bright darkness,
dreams of tears,
solemn pain,
screams in the night,
death the only escape,
the sorrow cut from my eyes,
from my heart,
bleed no pain but only my drowned solitude,
my eyes show me all our lies,
and yet I still watch the maggots turn into flys,
eating our rotten wicked life's,
returning from the grave to show our approval,
now dismissed,
life gives us a kick,
this is the end,
so lets all die with some dignity,
and show god our wings that we sprouted without him by our side.
 
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