Friday, November 12, 2010

The pain of this world

Goth Chic Dark Fantasy

Rain falls upon me
like music,
and drowns me
in a song with 
a bleeding melody,
so sad
so sad... 
broken faces
washed out colors 
i look yet I dont see
i listen yet I dont hear
i walk yet I dont move
all that mist
enters my heart
from this crack in my eyes
and this sea inside
like a persistant memory
a sigh a whisper a piece of you
i bite the green of the day
and the world around me 
loses its form
i drink the grey of the day
and my heart
becomes this rain
my heart
becomes this longing
to swallow
the pain
of this world.... 

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