Mosh2Punk57
12/30/03, 12:02 AM
Truth
I woke up to see the sun had burnt out
The only light was from a candle in the corner
Wicked headache from the gash on my head
I lay staring into the darkness
Last night I bashed my head on my sorrows
And woke up without a care
As I walked through the hallway
A blistering cold has overtaken my distraught body
I see my breathe but not knowing which one will be my last
I turn around to go to my cage
I notice nothing is there
Just blackness like I feel everyday I go on
Through a world that only brings pain to which there is no extent to its oblivion
But to live one more day would be torcher in the eyes of a quitter
But to be overtaken by the demons that walk among us would just show your weakness
So now I lay again not knowing what to do
All I hear is the whispers of the people with no faces
People who walk through the darkness to cover their faces with the black masks to hide from the truth
Its sad but true to see them overtake someone else and not let their true self be set free
Only to battle themselves on the inside
So where do they stand on this place of pain and torcher?
No one knows and forever shall not know
So now the ceiling starts to move in and I see my last breathe float away
I guess they couldnt save me but I'll be ok once my body warms up
So here I lay as that one candle burns out
And complete darkness overtakes everything
But the whispers are gone and so is the cold
For now its not time to go home
My body is not yet sold...For once again I AM ALONE
I woke up to see the sun had burnt out
The only light was from a candle in the corner
Wicked headache from the gash on my head
I lay staring into the darkness
Last night I bashed my head on my sorrows
And woke up without a care
As I walked through the hallway
A blistering cold has overtaken my distraught body
I see my breathe but not knowing which one will be my last
I turn around to go to my cage
I notice nothing is there
Just blackness like I feel everyday I go on
Through a world that only brings pain to which there is no extent to its oblivion
But to live one more day would be torcher in the eyes of a quitter
But to be overtaken by the demons that walk among us would just show your weakness
So now I lay again not knowing what to do
All I hear is the whispers of the people with no faces
People who walk through the darkness to cover their faces with the black masks to hide from the truth
Its sad but true to see them overtake someone else and not let their true self be set free
Only to battle themselves on the inside
So where do they stand on this place of pain and torcher?
No one knows and forever shall not know
So now the ceiling starts to move in and I see my last breathe float away
I guess they couldnt save me but I'll be ok once my body warms up
So here I lay as that one candle burns out
And complete darkness overtakes everything
But the whispers are gone and so is the cold
For now its not time to go home
My body is not yet sold...For once again I AM ALONE