Nightmares

by Mark   Jun 21, 2011


Sanity in silent confusion
creating this unknown illusion
Independent choice of words
your heart alerts

the illusion of a past
a curse has been cast
your heart dwells in grieve
and your soul is about to leave

the nightmares never disappeared
like shadows, laughed and cheered
a never ending horror
without your mental wound restorer

even though I prepare
I am well aware
that I will never win the fight
the one, when I turn off the light...

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  • 13 years ago

    by Mark

    Tværs hold shit. ;) - Louise

  • 13 years ago

    by firexflys

    Your flow was really good, and you word choice was amazing, great job 5.5