Theres something that lurks in the shadows, it brings a rigid fear.
This fear is from the gallows, screaming souls that no one hears.
There is something in my mind, that allows me to see,
all the things apart from this world that isnt in reality.
All these nightmares are confusing
It is my mind it keeps using, even though
even though. even though I KEEP REFUSING!
(Chrous)
Ohhhhhhahhhhh, this is the thing that never stops,
it makes you sweat and your heart clot.
Ohhhhhhahhhhh, this is the fear of today, this is the fear of today,
THIS IS THE FEAR OF TODAY!
(Scratchy distorted voice singing)
Sometimes I feel Ive had it, I want to be de-conatminated.
The things in the darkness are never really there, its just your fucked up mind making you believe they are near.
Murders in the alley, yes they like the dark, but still they kill in the midst of day, and nail your skin on the early tree's bark.
Time is above us all, yet we dont run we only crawl.
We are all lazy, our minds are all hazy.
This world is as fucked up as I know it,
This world is as fucked up as if you didnt even know it.
(Chrous, repeat 2x)
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Written March 24th, 2005
A contest entry
- The Day I Died Alone (contest) by Gone.
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