FangoFan
12-09-2003, 09:21 PM
This is something that I wrote and desided to share it with everyone here.
I hope you guys don't think it's stupid.
As I Become Darkness
In a dream I sometimes wander, observing it's beautiful landscape, manipulating it's surroundings
I breath-in a crisp wind, snow blankets the ground
Twisting flakes fall from the midnight canopy
I know it's only a dream, I think to myself,
but I shake from the bitter cold
I know it's a dream, only a dream, as I rethink to myself,
but the bone chilling fear of movement from behind approaches
Instead to turn and research the source, I run,
As fast as possible
Legs spin like wheels,
But progress ever so slightly
From the touch of evil I fall, as Death's hand grips me
He's here to shatter my soul,
And give me to the Earth
I know it in-fact that this is a dream,
My mind's at play,
While in bed I lay,
My soul's at bay,
It can't be taken away
I stir from sleep,
I open my eyes,
To greet Death's evil grin,
A soulless keeper with eyeless sockets
As birth granted me life,
He's here to plague me death
With a cold skeletal hand upon my chest, above my heart,
An odoress black mist spouting from a parted jaw,
It's last breath before my death
It's words were,
" The darkness inside is as dark as the rest, just one and final rest "
Filtering through my soul, the crisp wind from my dream,
drifting it away
My final thought was my eternity
Dealt a simple monumental epitaph,
Dead from the hand of Death
I hope you guys don't think it's stupid.
As I Become Darkness
In a dream I sometimes wander, observing it's beautiful landscape, manipulating it's surroundings
I breath-in a crisp wind, snow blankets the ground
Twisting flakes fall from the midnight canopy
I know it's only a dream, I think to myself,
but I shake from the bitter cold
I know it's a dream, only a dream, as I rethink to myself,
but the bone chilling fear of movement from behind approaches
Instead to turn and research the source, I run,
As fast as possible
Legs spin like wheels,
But progress ever so slightly
From the touch of evil I fall, as Death's hand grips me
He's here to shatter my soul,
And give me to the Earth
I know it in-fact that this is a dream,
My mind's at play,
While in bed I lay,
My soul's at bay,
It can't be taken away
I stir from sleep,
I open my eyes,
To greet Death's evil grin,
A soulless keeper with eyeless sockets
As birth granted me life,
He's here to plague me death
With a cold skeletal hand upon my chest, above my heart,
An odoress black mist spouting from a parted jaw,
It's last breath before my death
It's words were,
" The darkness inside is as dark as the rest, just one and final rest "
Filtering through my soul, the crisp wind from my dream,
drifting it away
My final thought was my eternity
Dealt a simple monumental epitaph,
Dead from the hand of Death