Black Robe of Madness

by Mister 47   Oct 28, 2008


I cross the desert to be where you are,
All the things I did to be close to you
All these miles, you seem SO far,
To hear the words I love you too

But darkness reached me too early today
And the sadness grows and wraps my life
Waiting for the reaper to come this way
And cut my throat with his knife

With his showing bones he reflect me
The naked truth, the reality of my sadness
The everlasting pain that no one can see
He made me wear the black robe of madness

He is coming to suck the life from my bones
He don't know I am already dead
He comes with all these scary tones
To keep me lying in bed

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  • 16 years ago

    by Ingrid

    With his showing bones he reflect me
    The naked truth, the reality of my sadness
    The everlasting pain that no one can see
    He made me wear the black robe of madness

    ^^^This was just so intensly sad...you are suffering so deeply, my friend! This is no longer healthy!
    My advice to you is to try and take a vacation and be alone for a while to think things over before you get physically ill from all this misery that has come over you!

    Hugs,

    5/5 Ingrid