Lullaby - Sleep Nowsleep now, my baby the shadows draw near sleep now my little one can you not hear? the night mares are prancing their teeth showing red so sleep now my precious alone in your bedLullaby - Sleep Now
the shadows creep softly out from the night hush now my dearling it will soon be alright though evil draws closer crept out of its lair sleep now my darling soon you won't care..
Blood in the Seaalone, in the dark no one can hear my cries alone, in the dark none to witnesss my demiseBlood in the Sea
tears stream down like starlight blood flows from my veins floating in the darkness as my lifeblood slowly drains
thoughts, emotions, memories of another place and time unwelcome harsh reminders crashing through my mind
cacophany of voices they're all inside my head screaming, tearing, crying i hope they'll stop once i'm dead
my mind begins to drift blood mingles with the sea not much longer now soon i will be free
I never meant to hurt youmy heart feels like ice my tears fall like rain locked in this solitude alone with my painI never meant to hurt you
can you ever forgive me for hurting you so? it was my choice to break up but i can't let you go
it's probably all my fault i'm the one who said goodbye but try as i may to hide it my love for you won't die
i'm the one who ended it but we'd drifted apart for so long i just didn't think we could make it although i hoped so much i was wrong
i didn't think it fair to keep you on such terms you'd be better off without me &nb
four ways of painblades and poison fire and ice i miss the agony of pain the sweet kiss of the knifefour ways of pain
it's been so long since it danced through my veins my swift silver blade the sweet red of pain
look at all the pretty colours bottles and flasks and vials they can give me back my pain if only for a while
heat and flames and fire searing through my flesh only after i've felt this pain can i ever truly rest
ice so deathly cold it burns burns all my thoughts away feel all of the pretty pain let's do this again some day
i'm back
I'm still into your work and one of your poems is one of my select 7 favorites
that's an honour I think
-doomit
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I AM NOT IN CONTROL!
-Doomit
and she was my mom. the end.
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