The wind spreads through the vastness, as it grunts and hauls,
loudly, piercing through the echos. But no matter what, no one can hear my call.
I walk alone, stumbling through the crevices of my mind.
The light is gone now, but for the lantern that shines.
What have I become? A monster of some kind?
Blood is streaming from my face, is that a sign?
Battles I have fought, the victories I have had,
none of these seem to matter in the darkness deep within my head.
I walk like the dead, pacing around, feeling sad.
The light flutters in the lantern. A light that once led
is now letting me drown in the velvet black of my mind.
Where could I have gone terribly wrong, I wonder.
My life has definitely lost its sheen.
Will I ever see the light that once shone?
The darkness engulfs my being,
leaving me with the skeletons of my past.
They become ghosts and haunt me now.
How could sanity, now ever last?
The lantern shakes precariously,
the wind devices an evil plan
Can I save mind from becoming blank?
Or with the lantern fall, with a clank?
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