Saturday, 10 May 2014

Just when I Thought it was Over

I'm not someone whom you will remember your whole life,
Neither do I tend to live in a nailed metal box of mementos,
I'm not someone who will haunt you in your dreams,
Not someone who favors your cold and withered screams,
I'm the one waiting on the slippery edge of your life,
Neither would I kill the queen nor try to burn this hive,
I'm the one who's angels make no sense at all,
No, I'm not the one for whom flames from hell fall,
I do hold a little dream with me and it's old now,
I walk the earth waiting for that land mine to step on,
But it seems someone walked it before me so I'm a little bold now,
My endurance to this illusion is at its' last breaths,
I walk towards this slumber from the grip of shadowy thoughts,
I've seen the world change from stone to metal,
Containers made full but the content still remains in the kettle,
I've seen love getting expensive and war cheap,
I've seen people walk like lions but they are all but sheep,
I've imagined a world free of hate and tyranny,
Where people know love and knows not of pain and agony,
It was a plunge taken too deep into the world of an unknown,
This was a world to be only spoken of but never shown,
I know you too dream of such a place so join in my freind,
You and I in our little nailed metal boxes have a lot to amend,
This window in my room has a lot of stories it tell,
Some are fairy tales while others straight from hell,
I've been to a room without a floor in it,
Deep down inside with all the hellraisers was a little door in it,
No one dared step inside the door but i did,
Knew after ages inside, it was made for me and only I could fit.

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