Tuesday, August 21, 2007

It's Hard To Scream When You Can't Breathe

Stuck between a shadow and a dream,
Lost inside my mind and my fate,
I find my way to nowhere, fast;

Death-grip on my ashes
With the embers burning a translucent dull-grey,
I am brought back to a moment
When I thought this was all I had.
Opening the screaming gates,
I will find you, and hide...
And in the tides,
Become the one who brings about your end.

You don't have much time.
You will realize.
You can be erased with the flip of a switch
Or the stroke of a pen
Or in the blink of an eye.
Your will is written in blood.

Goodbye, my darling.
Be gone.

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