The sun is broken,
Now just shards!
Broken like a forgotten token,
Of appreciation, but decieted like fake cards!
Now you know what happened to the sun,
And now here's the rainbow, that was shot by a gun...
A buollet hole of nothing,
Laming it to something,
Dark........
The representation of evil and good,
Both raped and shanked,
By a madman covered by a hood,
Who is obvioiusly ranked,
In his might,
As the king of dark night......
His name is the Moon,
Whom caused all this damage,
Of.....
Light, Dark, Good, Evil, and All the elements....
The End....
All I do is scream,
As the hallucinations hurt me,
Harm me,
Till I am blinded by them,
And oblivious to reality,
And yet I love them,
Even though they torment me mentally....
For I seriously have no life.
And they are all I have.
crying
 Cloom · Tue Aug 10, 2010 @ 04:50am · 0 Comments |
