Hopeless..
Completely hopeless that's all I am
I keep wishing on rainbows that I'll understand
Why I keep replaying the words in my head
Over and over again.. Wish it were dead
Crusade of the heart? I don't believe
Why do I keep coming back to that day
Everything changed.. It won't go away
Focus
I try to focus on anything else
Throwing myself into something
And yet, I believe in nothing
One last refrain
I'm still full of pain
Playing over and over again
Maybe I should change the tape?
Or find something else...
Not sure I know how
What's lost is gone forever
There's no turning back from never
Aware
Someday it should fade
I'm sure it w
Hasten if you hear the whisper
Answer swift the call
I feel myself disappear
Behind a glass wall
Seeing the reflections
On the lit up glass
Hearing lost inflections
Of things from the past
The candles burn lower
As the eyes grow dim
Watch the world get colder
Something deep within
I looked into the dark
To see what I could find
Seething evil stark
Deep within that mind
Trouble always finds me
When I long to sleep
Visions they assault me
Of things I'd hate to meet
When the path runs colder
And the sky goes dark to black
I'll let the fires smolder
For the one who has my back
Miss you more than you know by Ferelwing, literature
Literature
Miss you more than you know
I miss you
Why do I have to say something so obvious?
Something that shouldn't have to be said...
I miss you
As the rose misses the sunlight
As the sun misses the moon
I miss you
Like the clouds cry their tears
Mine fall for you
Still nothing I say can change things
Nothing I do will make it's mark
I sit here and wonder..
Can I miss you any less?
Can I love you more than now?
Longing just to hear your voice...
I suppose it's too much to hope for
Too much to dream for before I rest tonight
But know that I love you, and I think of you
Know that I'll see you in my dreams
And when you come home.. I'll be here
Always waiting k
Eyes stare at me cold as ice
Lips parched and broken
Fingernails that resemble claws...
Why are you here? I long to ask
But my mouth refuses to open
I stare at the pale skin
trying not to meet those black eyes
those black eyes without a sign of white
I lick my lips nervous
Afraid, why did it come?
A hissing raspy voice whispers:
Festering in the darkness
A single tuft of smoke
Underneath the broken earth
The black rose does grow..
I came to find the rose
the one they hid away
And tear out it's roots
Before the end of day..
I whisper out softly:
But there is no rose nearby
Black roses are not natural
They are hard to come by
The hissing