MEMOIRS

by Cole Corpus/tctreacia@gmail.com

on Tuesday, September 21, 2010 at 3:44pm

naive i was when i wanted to say sorry
distance in our world parted us
building a fortress
driving them all to you
and left me nothing but myself
i was scared to face my own doom
that guilt would shattter me into pieces
as smiles pass by me
everthing bleeds
blades of endless grief
i tried to stitch
but my thread had been broken into two
it could'nt bare the deep wounds

requiem aeternam

imortality such pleasure within 
shadows of loathe beneath my wings 
insanity casts spells my mind is blown 
woes,weeping, and stabbing pain 
give me rest i plead you please 
keep this words the sound i voice
despair this anguish stop my fears