Knifes Edge
Trapped in the minds eye,
Surrounded by shadows,
Suffocated by the loneliness,
Drowning in forgotten dreams,
Lost in the darkness,
Soundless screams echo,
Sharp blood tinted knives,
Point their murderous ends,
At my weak skin,
Pocessing my mind,
Playing with my emotions,
As if they were childhood toys,
My dying heart is pierced,
And the dark red liquid falls,
A scream of pain,
And I awake,
From my nightmarish reality.Â
UNNAMED!! ( help!!)
shes a face corrupted by shadows,
shes a mind pocessed by lies,
shes unconcious mentally,
shes the image of the,
dark emotions inside our souls,
shes dispied and hated,
amoung those of us strong enough,
to fight her while the weaker of us,
are drowned in her embrace,
Shes so silent you can hear a pin drop,
But as deadly as a cobra,
Shes sheilds herself from the truth,
her former self dormant inside her,
waiting for the chance to break free,
from the boundaries that smother her.
