drifting in a nightmare
wasting away
running from the angels calling my name death littering their voices calling my name
running till i can run no more angels chase continuing to call my name
getting closer death attracting fiends
pouncing on me holding tight taking my last breathe
startled breathing hard awakened from my nightmare facing the reality
I'll never wake up
I live in my nightmare
facing the angels every second of everyday
they continue to call my name wanting me to join them
wanting me to follow them to the hell they call home
looking at a door in front of me hand on the handle knowing what is behind it
death
Angel Damian Rayn · Sat May 16, 2009 @ 12:59am · 1 Comments |