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The light has been unrelenting for three days now. Three days. Where did the nights go. I miss the dark. Nothing but the sound of rain on the roof.
I feel like I can't breathe, Like I'm drowning in the air, I feel so weak and vulnerable, This feeling is rare.
I'm the shadow in the night, The one that lurks out of sight. I'm the sadness in your heart, The one that rips your soul apart. I feed on your fear, Knowing I am near.
Feeling it Take a hold With my skin Turning cold. My skin flaking Beginning to decay As my cherished memories Slowly slip away.
*100th Opuss*. Drip drip, tick tock. Time is just one big clock. Colors all iridescent. An old nation, a new discovery. A new invention, an old story. Things change fast. But I can remember the past.
Magic nights. Darkness bites. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. Dark cloud of flies. Eating undead eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. The life fading. Darkness shading. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~. Look at me. Death I see. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~.
I see faces in the darkness, Ones that aren't really there. They move with the particles, Emotionless with air. Why do I see you faces. What could you possibly mean. I'm sure others can see you.
It can't been seen or felt. It can't be heard or smelt. It just lingers in the air. A presence just there. By day it lays dormant. By night relishes in torment. It seeks out a soul. To make it whole.
The crows' calls are like screams in the morning, Ringing out their ugly warnings, The clouds so dark it's like a new day isn't dawning, No waking up to stretching and yawning.
Raindrops frozen in time Suspended in mid air He knew not of any crime Stalking the land with due care The scene was paused and troubled No sun, no sounds, no light The city was war torn, rubbled...
I saw the angels singing of death. The last of the brave, unleashing their wrath. It was all in the old scriptures, the lies we wouldn't believe. So many a warning, so hard to see.
I'm bored of waiting, Bored of crying, Bored of dying, Bored of everything. We see this world in colour, But it's like I'm colour blind... Why you ask.
The hell of screams. Hall of dreams. From breaths of life. Not of the shackles. I await the carnality. Lust and desire. The king reigns and laughs. The devil resides. He burns. To touch in embrace.
Haunting clock ticks. Echoing in my mind. Shattering silence sticks. Memories I can't find. Simplistic games. Deeply insane. Fear of death. Full at breadth. Calmness of night. Stillness at something.
sheep all follow due to mind Control. It dont stop, completely Opress, you'll remember Nothing, completely Forget. never Over, always Regret.
I'm singing in the rain, through my disbelief and pain. Caught, trapped, stricken and strapped. Held tight, without a fight, sat up right.
*I'm writing this at 11:54 PM. Judge me all you like, but this is a bit more sinister than my usual stuff...* The sun has long abandoned me, replaced by the silver moon.
Part four. Re-birth. Boy gets out of bed. Scratches his head. Could swear he was dead. A dark voice just said. His eyes have now darkened. His heart was now black. Dark clouds were parting.
Throw me down,. Make that retching sound,. I wager your soul,. The devil licks it,. Slick with red spit,. This is raw war,. Of flamed hearts,. And magic darts,. Rip out my hair,.
Please don't wake up, darling. The sky is falling down. In a world where unknown people. Will always push you around. Please don't wake up, darling. From your untroubled dreams.
Darkness spreading across my room, I know that today will be my doom, I try to find my way out of here, my room used to be small but I'm no longer there, Everything is black and smells of death, I...
As my weary eyes watch the clocks hands move ....slowly.... I think what if time just stopped. What if we just stayed were we were... Forever.
2112. The year where everything stops. People had been predicting it for years, but no one listened. No one paid attention. And no one survived.
There's danger growing in the moon. There's a fire burning far and through. The moon is falling. The earth cracks. I'm falling down, falling down. I'm falling into the fire. There's no return.