DEATH
I sweet embrace of bony hands
to pull me from the barren lands
off my pain an agony
There is no future left to see
A broken man I have become
HEart beats like slowing drum
playing out a life to short.
Death to take me just as sport.
I've lost hatred now I see
The problem in the world is me.
so on my blood I'll flow away.
and leave you to have brighter days.
I wont mar your happy world
with my darkness Twisted curled
Now in a ball i find myself.
In a corner fading health.
sleep provides no solace here
the dreams the rim me year to year.
Im broken now I still cant cry
into blackness now i die
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i always keep my writing and lyrics to myself now that i have the ability to copyright i figured its good to share with other and spread the creativity
Resounding_Darkness
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There is but one question i must ask myself
before it rests upon the shelf
Are wee better off alone
IF there's not but one who's grown
To understand what we've become
the things we fear and past we run
do you see the matter true
like I can see the heart of you
is there more that you restore
answer quick before I bore
because as time dose fall away
all we have is here today
before it rests upon the shelf
Are wee better off alone
IF there's not but one who's grown
To understand what we've become
the things we fear and past we run
do you see the matter true
like I can see the heart of you
is there more that you restore
answer quick before I bore
because as time dose fall away
all we have is here today