| To scream with a total rage and a look of outcast upon the world. I shed a single tear of a lifetimes pain and tragedy. Spurs dig in my ribs while my personal demons stradle my shoulders and pour their hatred apon my scalp. To have my hands bound to my ankles and be totured beyond to where being digested alive would seem enjoyable. As I drown in my enternal tears of self pitty and run from my nightmarelike shadows. Insomnia can be an enchanted subject; unfortunately it doesn't go well with sanity. Where does sanity end and insanity begin? Do you actually see yourself stepping over the edge or does it sneak up on you? Ye' though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death... It grabs me ever so vigurously and pulls at my last dieing breath. I struggle ever so violently and as I regainmy grip I... The shadows I once ran from now embrace me. the darkness be it ever so familiar. I welcome the cold. Warmth from now is a memory an love is a lie. A sin is to cherish and to live is to die. To understand these words is either frightening or fatal, but to live them is a punishment worthy of no one. |