If you see her on the street
You should greet her with care...
Squeeze my soul to a beautiful hue of purple,
hopes and dreams of my own no longer fertile...
No words said to mend,
Hell's lack of moderation...
Vacation time is over; Its back to being paranoid.
There is just so much to not like about the void...
My blood seeps down on to the ground spill out...
"Beauty is thy name."
Cursed is your game...
I have all these voices,
They are everywhere in my head...
The day seems so dark and dim
It feels like midnight again...
Shadows dance along the walls,
The flames rise up into the air...
If nothing holds you to earth
then you will drift away into an abyss...
10/22/08 - 10/23/08
Deep in my mind my minds a stir...
Consistently forming,
The walls around me...