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Tuesday, April 27, 2004


When the ground is gone.
My fingers touch your arm

I am here

Not alone

The dust scrapes low and cold

You feel the chill

Against your bones

And everything I say to you
Drags through like empty thoughts
The chorus of the angels
Like a broken pointless gift

Ryhthm lacks the movement
Of my soul that tears your flesh

You'd leave me here behind
In the dust of nothing

Once when I loved, I felt all emotions blue

And now when I'm alone, I need to hurt myself

To see if pain is still real.

When nothing is left but emptiness

And the ground lets go beneith my feet

I'll say goodbye to this world

And escape age.

The distance beneith will be cold, but I'll fall all the same.

And when you shake your head at the grave

You'll see it too

And we'll die together within this ocean

Of nothing but broken souls.

Gomen.

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That was entirely random, and it's very old. I still think I might kill myself when I'm around 40 or 50 so I don't need to be old someday.

Unless I ever wind up with a family.

One thing I can't decide it the future, nein?

Anyway. I'm going downtown now. I'm not depressed, so please don't look for the meaning in this. It's from when I was something like 16.

Bai bai.

//.r.a.y.n.e.//

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