Nightfall...
It brings the pain it brings the sorrow,
It brings the hope of never seeing a tomorrow.
The darkness that surrounds his soul,
The misery that slowly takes control.
But no one will ever know,
For his mind will never let him show.
He hides his life until the night falls,
When sweet suicide begins to call.
A corroding heart and a destructive mind,
Behind deadened eyes this is all you will find.
Daybreak...
The sun that brings the light,
The sun that slaughters the night.
As the sun begins to raise high,
It brings with it a never ending lie.
By day he is happy he is normal,
He tries to act plain and formal,
But no one hears the scream inside him,
And no one will ever see a future so grim.
But a blood stained heart that always cries,
Is all you will see behind deadened eyes.
Destruction...
They see him happy they think its true,
With no idea of what lies out of view.
A sorrowful release drawn with a line colored red,
And a longing for life to be dead.
Cold silver brings him the calm,
Along with red water in his palm.
The cry for relief will slowly fade,
Until his hand lets go of the blade.
A torturous past and a vandalized life,
Behind his eyes the glint of the knife,
Inside his body a heart that can never mend,
And within his heart a destructive end.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
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