Now I lay
Down to sleep
I give the lord
My soul to reap
If I sleep
Without a wake
I give my thoughts
For you to take
Please keep them close
They'll keep you warm
And eat you alive
like an angry swarm
Give my kin
A thought or two
Let them know
What I've been through
Bring me, Grim
To your throne
Prepare your scythe
And take me Home
Amen.
that is kinda morbid yet
that is kinda morbid yet beautiful
if that makes sense
like you read it and it kinda creeps you out but at the same time you feel at peace and slightly sorrowed
Much Love
Ashley
that was mah goal :P
thank you, I've been thinking a lot about the concept that your never really heard until your dead
so if that helps you understand this a little better, then you could see it how I see it
A mirror is all that is ever wanted from a shadow
I have never heard of that
I have never heard of that concept
it's interesting tho
Much Love
Ashley