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The dark things that swirl in my head while I sleep |
| My life Sometimes a dark hole A never ending nightmare Which I can never wake up from I walk down the stony road Hoping to live a day more Through the darkness Voices whirl Trying to get me weak I am confused I have no idea how to get out of this shit Sometimes it seems like a black hole Sucking in everything around it Especially me But down here in a place Where there is no night or day I am no longer immortal I fall to the easiest blow And I bruise easily Scrambling to get up and move on Sometimes I go to sleep Trying to resist The hungry pulls of invisible hands Hoping To one day wake up from this madness But I instead wake up to the same nightmare But a different road Many times it’s like a maze With no exit But I still go on As I fight between the barriers of Love and Hate Good and Evil Heaven and Hell Darkness and Light Triumph and Defeat Life and Death… Most time I secretly hope To be with the happy ghosts in my head Haunting innocent people Trying to kill their poor souls And bring them to this place where I am. |