Greatest Childhood Fear
I see them in my dreams
Hear them calling, hear them cry
Their pain so great it hurts
Blood red eyes filling mine
“La Tua Contante”
They call to me
“Come to us”
Each night they call
To them, im their angel
The angel born of darkness
So many voices in my head
So many thoughts in my head
Rain drops feel like tears
As the rain comes down
I feel myself begin to float away
This is what ive always wanted
Freedom.
My time is like an hour glass
It wont last long
I’ll run out of air to breathe
Bright lights
a loud crash
shadow figure running
mother’s lullabye
Glowing purple eyes
A wolf’s deep voiced howl
 Lightning Fieron · Tue Apr 05, 2011 @ 04:28am · 1 Comments |
