I wrote this a long long time ago-like in October or some time when I let out everything about myself. A loner. At least at one point I was...
Gone We disappear from the very face of existance Sure You can see us, but not as we are Look We're on our own and observe the world around us alone Wants We NEED love Voices Someone, please shout for us out loud Bring us back. Hellfire will soon consume us all Forever shall Satan doom us The devil's realm will be filled Feel The thrumming of our hearts are unbearable Risks We hardly follow our dreams and we envy those so obseen Fear Chills creep up our spines everytime, waiting for something to go wrong Mind Our thoughts are securely preserved We wait for one to cause its opening We wait for our chains to become unleashed.
...One day we hope to fly with the angels...
Saturn Midnight · Mon Dec 10, 2007 @ 12:21am · 0 Comments |