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This is what I wish I could say to my father. Maybe one day I will.
I’m sitting on a hill staring at a city that I never loved A life I could
we are a new race rising with ice in our blood we will fight any body because we are family “we are a new breed rising
i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine
Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong
my tears fall but i no longer feel them the pain i felt is nothing more than hollowness now i’ve finally given up
I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so
splish, splash floating in my own blood so many cuts that i’ve actually
gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it
Have you ever seen the gleaming wight teeth floating by your head Or the glowing red eyes underneath your bed
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say
The wind blows softly across the meadow carrying the whispers of tomorrow’s sorrows If you listen closely
Thief and dark angel what a pair they make Her hiding in the dark stealing their secrets Him in the open with