Monday, August 06, 2007

Losing Sight


Scattered ashes fall in my wake
Raging hatred inspires
Clouds of smoke fill an empty soul
Burning immortal fires

Blood splattered walls
Gnawed through ropes that bind
Thinking thoughts out of nothing
Of the most desperate kind

Can't you see the undying sadness
The pain and the creeping madness?
The stell-clad sky which threatens to fall
And in glowing embers cover us all

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