ShadowsCool
08-11-2011, 08:37 PM
Bare all I have done
In lonely corridors the only one.
Alive, bleeding, but no one knows;
Always stays inside of me, but the feeling grows.
With anxiety I approach every thought,
Hence I'm viscerally nervous when you see me
Alone on the street,
Striving my feet to the gravity of the wind
Where I'm always led to a dark room,
Held against my will to pray.
There I kneel to an unfeeling God;
Where every thought I cry and feel
The bleeding of my soul,
Hopeless, doomed to remain celibate
To never rest of my fears.
Inside is an even viler room,
Where the blackness brims my blood,
As a transfusion of evil shards
Ships into my veins;
I cry out begging for mercy
But I'm tied down and led around
To just another dark shrouded place.
Hellishly blue and cold
No one knows of this room,
Covered by the blown dirt and rusted sky
Where I live unloved by all.
Deep inside lonely corridors I walk again,
An unknown feeling barring down upon me,
An empty bubble sent out to the stratosphere
Where it never rest,
Always blows in retrospect of invisible tears.
In lonely corridors the only one.
Alive, bleeding, but no one knows;
Always stays inside of me, but the feeling grows.
With anxiety I approach every thought,
Hence I'm viscerally nervous when you see me
Alone on the street,
Striving my feet to the gravity of the wind
Where I'm always led to a dark room,
Held against my will to pray.
There I kneel to an unfeeling God;
Where every thought I cry and feel
The bleeding of my soul,
Hopeless, doomed to remain celibate
To never rest of my fears.
Inside is an even viler room,
Where the blackness brims my blood,
As a transfusion of evil shards
Ships into my veins;
I cry out begging for mercy
But I'm tied down and led around
To just another dark shrouded place.
Hellishly blue and cold
No one knows of this room,
Covered by the blown dirt and rusted sky
Where I live unloved by all.
Deep inside lonely corridors I walk again,
An unknown feeling barring down upon me,
An empty bubble sent out to the stratosphere
Where it never rest,
Always blows in retrospect of invisible tears.