gossamer wings hiding the black soul underneath crystal eyes hiding the dark pit behind if you could see the
Who am I dark as night with soulless eyes Blood stained cloak and a hollow voice
i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken
Every where around me i see happiness and joy yet i can’t join in The feeling of being dead inside
i’ve got to many images and words in my own head a part of me
the wind howls as the water churns and we are tempest tossed in this raging storm the men work hard
I really just want to know what you think what crosses your mind when i
As I sit here and cry nobody notices the tears For I hide
Merry Meet the witches greet by light of the midnight moon To cast their
This isn’t a poem, it’s relly just… Of pain and sorrow And the lost maybes of tomorrow For i can’t remember a single happ… i remember smiling, laughing
You are my light In the dark You are my calm In a storm You are my peace
A stranger standing In a street full Of people yet Can’t find himself People stand and
anger, pain, and sorrow raging inside yet seems so calm and collected
I can put on any outfit, any mask and fool the wisest of men
stirring emotions voices in my head i’m so confused this isn’t normal this isn’t right
