No matter how much i try,
It'll persuade me until i sigh.
I can't tell how much it entice me
And it aint enough this time.
Cryptiness so gloomy and entirely pulling me in with forceful spell.
I wish i could just say no
But all i can think of is lies.
Everywhere i shamble,
I see nothing but mystic settlement,
Such a terror,
And so pure adrenaline.
I wish i could just say no
But all i can say is that iam addicted to the sound of fear.
No!! Please no!! Just don't make it loud,
As its nothing but another poem,
Every word that i wrote is so serene,
And it means so much more than i know.
A delusion stepping aside
Coming every day and night,
Unlike a serenade played every other hour.
I know i aint making a sence but thats how it rolls.
The thing which doesnt make a sence,
Stays the longer and more the better.
