No longer Lost in a Dream

by Seronum   May 21, 2005


Remade to a dream so true, I can taste your flesh.

Hold my hand as we come in tune with the nightmares we make in blood.

Lost, gone, never to return but a single tear.

Memories fade with us inside this cold and lifeless dream.

When we approach our fears we realize the mistakes over the years, reclaim your place.

We will over come till we parish in
to nothing but ash.

Will we ever escape this place of torment?

Can we ever cut away the pain taken in from the past that bled from us.

Look within and envision a true soul so black and cold.

The angels are perishing now, burning flesh and skin torn apart ripped away from us and separated from peace. Black as night we try to come into wisdom of truth that only bares a flaw keeping us from the ledge.

Twilight, so dark and untimely.

We can only regret what we've done to make ourselves feel the happiness we crave.

Dead so blurry vision has made us blind from lies of a lost child looking for an excuse.

In this place me and you are equal to that of enigma.

So mysterious yet we take in what we have given.

As we cross the mirrored dimension of our own we see past that blood stained wall and Finally know the hidden truth.

Our past cannot hold us back but kills us inside and realizing everything, we know acceptance is only choice.

Forever eternal dark will linger in me as i spread apart the flesh that holds this distorted soul within me.

Determined to die but pressed back by the love burned for a girl.

The girl held inside me close to a burned and beaten heart.

These cuts on my wrists signify loneliness which has finally faded.

No longer invisible to those that i love.

No longer lonely but loved by a black and white painting expressing such devotion to a life forever spent with me and my cold and dead soul.

No longer will the sorrow be here, no longer will the past come forth to appear.

No longer can i say death is my only choice and goal.

Those thought have gone lost inside because the one true person who cares.

Danielle, My love cringes for your sacrificial blood.

The blood which keeps me alive to know death would only cause you to die as well.

I can never lose you, my whole world is surrounding you because of the your pain and mine have combined and its helped me see past my beaten soul.

No longer will death be my goal.

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