What if I had never told you?
What if I had lied?
Would you still be my friend?
Would you have never cried?
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In my hand is my coin of fate
It tells me at who I am to project my hate
With just a flip of the coin we shall see
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((Warning: This poem is twisted and disturbing))
I will bath in the blood and the madness of my sins
I will feast on the pain and misery of my insanity
I shall sleep in a bed made from the broken shards of my hopes and dreams
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One who always listens to my misery
One that will always be there when I break
To help build me back up
For no reason more than for my own sake
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As forever passes me by I find myself do wonder. Why it is I am still here not where I belong.
Their voices turn to song as my ears slowly fade. Softly kissing my mind as the lights go dim.
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What is it that I do see
Swimming through the darkness now towards me
A beauty from under the blackened sea
That is the only thing it could be
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I
Swear that I could fly
That I could touch the sky
Upon my wings of ash
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I look at my phone again
2: 15 am
I roll over and wonder why?
Why am I not tired?
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The hour grows late
And my mind grows weary
I lay my body down on my bed once more
And reach for the controller
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