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walking on i see me life, crumbling away |
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as i walk on i feel my heart stop beating,
leaving nothing but a fake former shell, of what i used to be,
i smile, i laugh, and yet i am left to wonder why i do,
because i am lost in this horrible fantasy, created by others,
my soul has slowly perished and left me here,
to wonder on,
without a purpose,
so now i live on,
living in this fake world,
my only friends, are dolls controled by others, to entertain them at will,
my heart, has been eaten away by the darkness inside me,
i am weak and cannot carry on,
temtations rise,
as i force myself not to be who i was not,
and yet slowly i feel myself slipping towards them,
losing my life for them,
because i need a purpose to live on,
because i am nothing but a former shell....of myself,
dying slowly in their hands,
so please...
give me a reason to live on...within your arms,
because without one...
i will surely fade into the darkness were i belong...
forever engulfed by its flames,
my life, my hell,
and yet i wake up to find myself,
alive...and yet i cannot breath,
because of the pain dweling inside of me...
and inside my heart....
wishing to just leave this hell...
forever and never again....
will i again see the warm glow of happiness?
or is my fate and soul traped here....
forever within this crimson hell....in my god forsaken life.....?
 Kimilou · Thu Oct 18, 2007 @ 11:31pm · 0 Comments |
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