cogs
01-09-2009, 12:03 AM
distracting an evening alone
a disturbing ghost
toward me leered
and focused my fear -
a captivating intensity
in propensity for pain,
for what remained was
attire antique and
a wound, very deep,
within the head;
he pointed and said,
"guilty, guilty are you"
ashamed, tears i shed
as there was no cure
no one to adjure
he made me return
and forced me to see
that evil i learned
was not really free
and like his head
he wounded my heart
now inside i'm dead
and all torn apart;
as he turned to leave
i asked, his name?
"you'll see me again,
i'm your memories"
inspired by 'midnight sun' by dark muse
a disturbing ghost
toward me leered
and focused my fear -
a captivating intensity
in propensity for pain,
for what remained was
attire antique and
a wound, very deep,
within the head;
he pointed and said,
"guilty, guilty are you"
ashamed, tears i shed
as there was no cure
no one to adjure
he made me return
and forced me to see
that evil i learned
was not really free
and like his head
he wounded my heart
now inside i'm dead
and all torn apart;
as he turned to leave
i asked, his name?
"you'll see me again,
i'm your memories"
inspired by 'midnight sun' by dark muse