vanpi (vanpi) wrote in visions_in_grey, @ 2005-10-03 14:52:00 |
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Current mood: | contemplative |
Current music: | Gakt |
"Torture of Mind"
"A poem I wrote a while back..."
The white walls seem to stain my face,
how long have I stared at it in this place.
Entering my inner soul,
death begins it's chase.
My mind is shut out from anything that’s around,
as the red blood hits the ground.
The cold feeling envelops my body,
a final playback to the same felling
that has plagued this soul until the time being.
Darkness slowly flows through this mind,
blacking out anything of the kind.
Drifting between two worlds,
I fall back upon the inevitable fate that forever folds,
twisting and turning ,
then finally burning the life it once held close.
Therefore life returns my soul to its place,
chaining my soul once again,
to just then begin its unforgiving chase.
These are the thoughts running through my mind,
as I try to pass the time.
This is the nonexistence of the living,
therefore what else is to be given.
I look out the small window in this padded cell,
trying to see if there’s anyone else out there
going through this same hell.
All this takes place in my mind
as I walk and watch others pass me by.
I walk into the night as darkness claims my surroundings,
and once again allow myself
to glide on my newly formed wings
as I turn and leave.
- Vanpi