in an underground prison
trapped by the chains of fear
locked in the bars of despair
a soul captive of darkness
what does light look like?
how does warm feel?
how does comfort sound?
for the being to long for this
it closed its eyes
everyone was waiting with their bright smiles
there was a place to return to
and someone whom he calls his own
this was just temporary
for in reality
it was never really there
the being couldnt grab hold of it
the soul opened its eyes
the wails of the damned still echoed through
is soaked with tears of blood
everything is still the same
in the end it was just an imagination
their was no one there
nobody was reaching out
it was foolish to have dreamt of the light,
because in darkness, is where I belonged.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
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