Captainqt
03-28-2008, 07:45 PM
She is very silent in the corner
Her pale white skin reflecting the moonlight
All around is the shadow of sorrow
It has haunted her for an entire life
Stalking and breathing in heavy pants
Weighing down whatever joy may cross
Her path is wicked
Her way is of destruction
Wide and bitter
Without taste except to those without sense
A non-entity, floating up into her sky
While the river below runs dry
A canyon filled with scabs
Picked and re-bled at every occasion
The ghosts eclipse the moon
Screaming and sinking deeper into her wounds
A monster was awaken
A cure
Medicine out of the abyss
Extracted from the tongue of a phantom
She is transformed into a joyful creature
Wings grow from her shoulders
The sad girl is lifted up in her night sky
The evil erupts from her chest
Spewing all that she hates into the pit
A flame scorches her skin
The layers melt away to reveal her skeleton
The bones are not white
They are blue, through and through
Her suffering had reached the core
But now, the cure
Her pale white skin reflecting the moonlight
All around is the shadow of sorrow
It has haunted her for an entire life
Stalking and breathing in heavy pants
Weighing down whatever joy may cross
Her path is wicked
Her way is of destruction
Wide and bitter
Without taste except to those without sense
A non-entity, floating up into her sky
While the river below runs dry
A canyon filled with scabs
Picked and re-bled at every occasion
The ghosts eclipse the moon
Screaming and sinking deeper into her wounds
A monster was awaken
A cure
Medicine out of the abyss
Extracted from the tongue of a phantom
She is transformed into a joyful creature
Wings grow from her shoulders
The sad girl is lifted up in her night sky
The evil erupts from her chest
Spewing all that she hates into the pit
A flame scorches her skin
The layers melt away to reveal her skeleton
The bones are not white
They are blue, through and through
Her suffering had reached the core
But now, the cure