walking along the crossroads
lost in the sea of sand
i have been left by the horrer
left for dead
its burning eyes qaze upon me
my soul goes cold
the blade pierces in
blood like water it falls to the ground
this horrer, black as teh night slowly fades away
HORRER
brings death to all inside
his ever watchful eye
burns from the crypts of his soul
to all in his shadow
cold as stone
held down by my own fate
breaceing for my death
for this breath may be my last
the shadow aproaches
the cold screams
coarse through my vanes
i slip away
HORRER
brings death to all inside
his ever watchful eye
burns from the crypts of his soul
to all in his shadow
cold as stone
the chill sets in
the blade of death
brought me to my knees
the blood fleeting
o the blood fleeting
the oceans sand speak not a word
as my body falls away
swollowed up by the horrer
(swollowed by the horrer of my own insanity)
i swear...the more poemz u write, the better they get, this iz truely my fav poem of yourz...very VERY well written, dont eva quit writeing lulab bye phil