When my father gave you my hand.
To hold and warm in cold times...
I'm tired of this year
This year of tears and sorrows...
You may find in your cloying dreams,
Sickeningly twisted figures invade your things...
She was cursed..
Her blood impure...
The ghost of her past lurks in the halls
She has flashbacks of all her falls...
Like a black star falling in the day
distant memories in full sway...
Your majesty filled my glass
The bloody alcohol smile...
I look around and what do i see?
alot of things staring back at me...
As I lay, my body restlessly confined
Embraced by blankets of silence...
This is what remains of our world, from the...
All the darkness the ruin has stolen all our hope...
I'm sitting alone in the dark,
waiting for you...
Depression
comes to me in many forms...