Maybe the divine guidance in your eyes is what lead me to this nonsense. Then again.. "If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense." So I shall avoid being hypocritical and just come out with it.
You are quite ridiculous, yes you who stalks the hallways of my hollow heart searching for a fragment of pain. Suffering. Or just anything you can suck the life out of.
I digress.
Neh, 'twas the intoxication caused by your embrace.
The way our fingers seemed to perfectly lace.
Were you my missing piece?
Maybe now I'll never truly have peace.
I look forward only to see...
Not the slightest hint of she.
I do see me.
And me I indeed see.
Without you, though.
This is my curse.
I know must reiterate what I create in my mind so that I do not forget it and move to the next verse of.. nothing really.
What is this if not a pile of words upon piles of letters upon mounds of ink.
These pockets are filled with Gold.
Yours, filled with coal.
I do now know where you will go.
I can guess, and that guess will remain all I shall ever know.
That's right. It's a reality, so please stop telling me no.
Life is about letting go.
So just draw from your memory of our time so long ago.
Maybe you'll find the reason you always let me go.
 Alucarda Incarnate · Wed Jun 18, 2008 @ 07:28am · 0 Comments |
