The Last Romantic Dreamer

Black_Petals
2003-01-07 05:01:17 (UTC)

A hint of insanity

Where am i?
in a dream, or a dreary nightmare. Seems black, and yet
there is a light, faint as it is, it covers my darkness.
Why then is it so cold? Cold that takes to my cheeks, and
freezes them. Is this the death i've waited to embrace, or
the morning sun, that i should awake to? God are you there
for my prayers or here to codemn me to my death. Give
thanks?! for what, I thank you for death, it welcomes me
now with open hands. But wait, something seems wrong, out
of place. He seems to smile, why does death smile. It is
not my time. It takes his cleaver now, and begins to draw
near me. I can hear his robes take flight in the night.
Save me lord from him. It is not my time. There is the
light again, and I am back where I began.




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