the crust of doom
PoetryDiscuss the crust of doom in the The Pen forums; i awake from no sleep to find you not here again.
who cares if you do not i know i do
i love you and all my nightmares are alive ...
i awake from no sleep to find you not here again.
who cares if you do not i know i do
i love you and all my nightmares are alive and well
you have reserected all the fear that lay dormant in me
my love for you could rule the world.
the wind blows through
the sea of death
so peaceful the breeze may be
as the grass of the reaper's den
waves goodbye
i drop my head in vain for how i wish i was underneath
but i am also in no way above any of you here
the sun has set on today again and i know who
is comming
that cruel tomorrow that ugly thing
the future
it is always comming with our
every breath
i choke on my last
and take it in such pride
that those here
have died
and are happier than i
i love the sweet smell of end.
i awoke to that old thing
hanging in the sky i try to escape
this ball of waste that burns my eyes
i suppose that i was wrong, but i love my nites and your
touch..
i never slumber over a minet....
i feel i am within it
you know i am in you
i am gnawing through to your
heart and i will eat..