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wrong turn
Every human wears mask
From my face darkness keep dragging mine
Battle I don't want to be up to the task
For I will loose and eventually cross the line
Lost was my mask to darkness
Blue I decide to paint my face
All in attempt to fake gladness
Worse was the situation of the case
Am a changed man
Changed for peace changed for good
Like a sane man
I wanna be free I wanna be good
But he keeps tormenting me
Showing up,day by fucking day
The more I try to be human
The louder I hear his whisper
"Darkness await you and tragedy is your destination
In hell we will burn,no turning back you bloody betraying confused creature"
This are his word
and this are the only thing I continue to hear
Day by day,alone or in multiple
This is the only song the ghost of my evil deed will sing
Am the defination of confusion
Am the defination of failure
I can't go back to darkness
For I have lived in my shadow for so long
And the door to light is hard to open
For darkness has poisoned my conscience and he is singing a hopeless song
I lost what I knew how to do best
Living with comfort in darkness
And I couldn't get what I gave it up for
Living in light and gladness
I killed that comfort
Hoping to find another
But I couldn't
And now am trapped in the middle
Living a life that is invissible even to my own sight.
From my face darkness keep dragging mine
Battle I don't want to be up to the task
For I will loose and eventually cross the line
Lost was my mask to darkness
Blue I decide to paint my face
All in attempt to fake gladness
Worse was the situation of the case
Am a changed man
Changed for peace changed for good
Like a sane man
I wanna be free I wanna be good
But he keeps tormenting me
Showing up,day by fucking day
The more I try to be human
The louder I hear his whisper
"Darkness await you and tragedy is your destination
In hell we will burn,no turning back you bloody betraying confused creature"
This are his word
and this are the only thing I continue to hear
Day by day,alone or in multiple
This is the only song the ghost of my evil deed will sing
Am the defination of confusion
Am the defination of failure
I can't go back to darkness
For I have lived in my shadow for so long
And the door to light is hard to open
For darkness has poisoned my conscience and he is singing a hopeless song
I lost what I knew how to do best
Living with comfort in darkness
And I couldn't get what I gave it up for
Living in light and gladness
I killed that comfort
Hoping to find another
But I couldn't
And now am trapped in the middle
Living a life that is invissible even to my own sight.
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