Schizo-Manic
10-07-2008, 12:14 PM
An Empty Home
Accompanied with shadows
The furnace embodied within soul, excavates profoundly
Smoldering broken windows inside thy heart
Windows that where once opened, now closed with no circulation
Provided with no candles, no room no ventilation
Fascia gust roams thy feet, living room drifty
Observing the balcony promulgation thinking why can’t it be me
The wooded prototype erupts and says “You don’t belong here!”
This is the house of the dead
When will you wake up and see?
Life is beautiful everyone should have some company...
Accompanied with shadows
The furnace embodied within soul, excavates profoundly
Smoldering broken windows inside thy heart
Windows that where once opened, now closed with no circulation
Provided with no candles, no room no ventilation
Fascia gust roams thy feet, living room drifty
Observing the balcony promulgation thinking why can’t it be me
The wooded prototype erupts and says “You don’t belong here!”
This is the house of the dead
When will you wake up and see?
Life is beautiful everyone should have some company...