All alone I turn to stone, slowly I feel the blood stop with its ever flow.
I feel my heart turn to ice, slowly I hold my breath longer and longer.
Forgetting the pain, realizing to you there was nothing but an unworthy name.
I am but a dancer with ink on my feet. Empty like the mind of worthless men.
Destroy the happiness that someone once more might feel. Making him question if ever there was anything with us that was real.
My eyes blank sight gone. The world was stolen with the knives that cut everything away. I wear black to mourn once it was not that way. Crippled in feeling I laugh at pain that is yours, have you realized that I could never care anymore?
I am the blister left after the initial burn. I am the unwanted nightmare left to haunt what’s left of you conscience mind. Soon you will go insane as you remember what’s hidden under the ground. Soon someone will find me and you will forever be haunted by my name.
Comments
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Very nice!
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Gripping!
She's dead then? Either that, or she lays dying. Either way, it's very dark. I don't think the title fits, though. Nice job. -
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She lays dying. As for the title I couldnt think of anything... Thanks though
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