Inside out
without a doubt
No escape from the dark
Chasing the ghost of a spark
Capture light into jars
Fall into a black hole beyond the stars
Listen to the voices in my head
Maybe i should give up instead
Positive and negative, Bad and worse
No way out and no cure for this curse
I see life ending
My soul descending
No turning back
No ammunition left in the pack
All hope has died
No spirit inside
Lost and forgotten
Beneath the ground rotten
Light the fire
Pain and desire
All i will never be
Blood spilling for all to see
My candle has faded I don't know how
I must smother the flame i know that now
Ah,
Don't we all have a flame to smother?
With fingers to rub these remains together.
Past cinders left about from a curling fire.
Anguish in the heartache of a lover's croak.
Attempting to pull you back down to choke.
As you rise out of your own ashes like smoke.
Keep writing!
You do a great job!
(^_^)
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo