Screams of a Silent Soul

by Rob   May 10, 2015


In the cold evolution of night time,
Vengeance desecrates a soul of mistrust,
Manifested in the realms of shadowed abyss,
Now only a memory of a moment's dying lust...

Tears of resentment stream down her face,
In a bliss full of broken dreams,
All the promises clearly an illusion,
Of all which is not as it seems...

Shattered grace shares a simple solution,
It is the evil that comes from within,
The harmful mistakes repeated once more,
Gothic dreams ripped apart again and again...

Darkness knows no gratitude,
Haunted dreams plead as spirits rise,
Revealed in the screams of a silent soul,
And in the memory to all those he lied...

Desperation seeks an end to the journey,
When the tales of the crypt are diseased,
There is a nightmare of an unpleasant rapture,
Which will bring him down to his knees...

Where a simple walk through the night.
In a place where the evil thrives,
Will bring torment to avenge her,
And it is there he will pay for his lies...

She lives in a world of sheer darkness,
In a world where all things decay,
Known only to those who respect her,
And that's why he died on that day...

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  • 8 years ago

    by Wandering Lost

    I wonder why night and darkness house so many terrible times and terrible things and terrible figures.