Unremarked

by SYLA   Dec 30, 2009


They call me delusional from all the things that i say.
"Stop it, you're scaring all the kids away!"
Was the moon created to shine or seep through your soul?
The dark mind blocks the control.
Next message that i can recall,
wasn't a crime but a murder appalled.
Struck senseless, I ran from it all,
they can't catch me, if i remain unremarked
of the truth of the matter brought on.
To barricade the light ahead,
march onward with each step.
Head held high, journey cut short with the thread.
Smile cause you know the plan,
pull yourself apart from the life that's a dred.
Finally free to become the person you have always dreamed.
For the whispers will carry out all your wishes and desires.
Let it be remembered that you were not a vile.
A vigilante that forgot the innocence planted.
The blood drained from the defense sedated,
break through the chains retained.
Like dust in the wind you won't be forgotten.
Let your memory live through the fire.

--Syla

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