And if it ends, let it be the end.

And if it ends, let it be the end.

Friday, January 3, 2014

Leaders and Caregivers

Sinking, crushed by a blessing.
This is the struggle we have been fighting for so long.
When you drown your skeletons just to have ghosts sent for you instead.
That was the purpose for my haunting, to find the regret in me.
Now I have become, what I have always hated and feared.
I am the reaper.
Judgement came and judgment went.
Chaos walked these city streets, bled by the horrors that I have seen.
My beloved danger and violance that sings from your voice, trembles.
Shaking the faith from my rotted mind, with sweat dripping down my face, can you see it now?
You have proven to me that lost souls can be free.
Well, we stand to rise with the fall.
Lions and all, we stand tall to face you.
I have my voice to be heard, my lover by my side.
The loud roar from the storm and the pressence of man is known.
The final difference we will face tonight, is acknowledging fear and knowing that we are real.
In the flesh of truth and belief. Kill me now, let's walk into heaven together.
Leave earth and not alone.
...
Hell is here.
Silence my demons.
And they fall to their knees.

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