The chaos flays my mind;
a lust i will not fill.
Blood, a drink i would prefer.
THe drink of hate and pain.
Love, sweet nectar of happiness
intoxicating to the point of complacency;
an emotion i will not afford.
Instinct must be ignored.
Madness knocks at my door
as death beckons my name.
I hate you all, my friends-
my jealosy knows no bounds.
Peace can only come in solitude
found in sleep, found in madness.
Peace i will not afford.
Chaos consumes me from within
eventually my shell will fail me
i do not fear death,
nonexistance is my bane.
With my eyes i see the rainbow,
with my hands i feel the Earth.
But the spirit defies definition
Faith is a hard currency to come by.
Living in dread of a single moment,
is this life's meaning?
How can i live a life
when now is the only thing that's real
My only respite from madness
is to walk the day asleep.
When i close my eyes at night
reality fills my brain with
Dreams of death *and* freedom,
a cruel duality.
One day sister StormCrow
will sit at the foot of my bed
to take me away forever.
NO! I will fight you! I WILL NOT GO!
please make it quick
i'm tired of the pain
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