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| silentcriez (profile) wrote, on 5-6-2004 at 11:10pm | |
| speak not of death..speak not of pain.. speak not of fear and misscomprehension.. speak not of your sins, and of your forogtten truths, these things you hold self evident.. strip me, i lie flacid im lucid look right through me. your eyes peirce every cell of me, every inch of creamy white skin. and your words penetrate me like the knife, i so mock each and every reoccuring night.. each scream i hear peteating in my head. the person i want to kill lies useless now, boundless and out of my power. they only answer to teh silver.. only respond to the pain.. they only pay attention when im jeaprodizing fate...hurting what could havew been.. or whatever went wrong. but i wont speak of lost promises, secrets which were told, each silver plated lie youve ever spoken.. and this steel penetrates me liek you did that day.. slicing deeper into my infected wounds...you are the birth of pain.. and the death of sorrow... the breeding ground of hate.. and your dreams slice deeper into this blueish looking vein than my glass ever will do... lifeless.. is the promise of a bond.. useless is the promise of love...and you die nonowing what could have been...what should have been caught between teh wrong and the right.. i cannot choose your fate...but i can choose mine.. and i shall end mine with promptness on teh day you say goodbye.. |
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whispers-to-a-scream | 05-08-04 3:53pm It's absolutrly beautiful.
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