In his mind, the special kind
Voices call his name at times...
In this quiet corner,
I sit and wonder what it would be like...
Upon streets of dark decay
I walk among crowds...
I've seen the day turn to dusk in the middle of...
I've watched babies burn while their mothers...
Fasting is casting its light over me.
A sacrifice, not nice, still I'm happy...
Before i get to it just going to say that the...
when i was born my lungs were but mush...
It was just an old glass bottle someone tossed off...
Most people just went on by, never taking the time...
I dare you to let me in.
I dare you to believe...
You know I keep saying that "I HATE YOU"
You know I told-ed you that you're not my brother...
Some will say
Hey, pain is pleasure...
Among the fields of faded dreams
When day is done, or so it seems...
Heavy,
cast solid in sleep...