The world is collapsing in on herself
It's becoming harder, and harder to see out
Through ocean fog that is rolling in
The streets are empty in the city
The lamps are not lit
There are no people in the world
There are only shadows
This still chaos frightens me so
There's a little demon begging at my feet
He is making me mute, so I may not shout
Wickedness is pulling my pen, my sword and it writes ugly words for you
The soul that is inside me is torn
It is dieing from insecurity
I need you to sing
I need you to play
Sing for me, my dear
Play for me, my dear
Only for me...
I need you to fill me with love
I need you to fill me with hope
Here inside my mind
The world seems so unfair today ...
The world seem so cruel today...
It's getting too lonely here
Trapped in Sorrow Paradise
Left alone I playing with my nightmares and tears
I don't want this!
My pen is screams horrors of evil across the blank pages
My eyes are becoming hollow
The world is frozen in terror.
I have never wanted this!
I need you to sing
I need you to play
Sing for me, my dear
Play for me, my dear
Only for me ...
I need you
Here inside my mind
Sing for me...
Play for me...
Let your voice shatter my sadness in the night
Bring forth the forgotten sun
Let your string on your guitar cry out the joys of life
Please come and be here for me!
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Poetry of the Tides
PoetryA series of poems with different meanings and moods. They are all here and have been here a good time from the tides of my mind. I give you some entries of earnest tidings.
