A world for my own
Gently, I escaped into the minds of the obscene. I will remain there, waiting for my time. Taking my pains off the reality of my life, into the back of my head. I will wait there till somebody retrieves me.
It doesn’t matter what may come, I’ll slowly slip away to somewhere that’s lost. Never wanting to escape again, so I will wait there. 1…, 2…, 3…, I am nothing but zero. Conspiring between angels and demons. Where am I to stand there? Running and hearing between the voices in my head. Feeling the scent of the fallen thoughts while proving the falsity of deception.
Making a cage for myself, there I felt safe. Knowing the dead will keep silence and the living caring for their fear. There I waited to be retrieved and yet no one came. Keeping myself alive for the years that I can hold but at last I caved in. wanting to be found is a idea base on my own creativity, it doesn’t exists.
It doesn’t matter what may come, I’ll slowly slip away to somewhere that’s lost. Never wanting to escape again, so I will wait there. 1…, 2…, 3…, I am nothing but zero. Conspiring between angels and demons. Where am I to stand there? Running and hearing between the voices in my head. Feeling the scent of the fallen thoughts while proving the falsity of deception.
Making a cage for myself, there I felt safe. Knowing the dead will keep silence and the living caring for their fear. There I waited to be retrieved and yet no one came. Keeping myself alive for the years that I can hold but at last I caved in. wanting to be found is a idea base on my own creativity, it doesn’t exists.
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