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FADE TO BLACK
Who knows what truly lingers beneath the spirit of the soul when darkness falls down upon the skies and your world, becomes to hard to bear as the lingering images fade into the mere abyss of your mind making you afraid to even go outside.
Who really knows what you go through in the solitude of your home when your alone, and the haunting images invades your dreams at night only to awaken you screaming in pain, as the sweat runs down your skin of your flesh from another bad dream of night creatures of demons walking in search of your skin and blood and flesh.
Who really knows the real hurt that you struggle with on a daily basic just to make it through the day upon a wing and a prayer, for there are days that you just wanna disappear behind a closed lock door never to leave the mere comforts of your home. Who really knows what you suffer each time when darkness covers your world and your mind becomes confuse, and start manifesting thoughts that only you seem to see as they seem so real in shape and form tormenting you systematically and pyschologically.
For who really knows what you go through when your alone and the beast of nightmares, appears from out of the darkness like fragments mere subliminal signs conceal throught there desperation with an hunger to feed upon your fears that dwells beneath the core of your spiritual soul.
Who really knows what you go through in the solitude of your home when your alone, and the haunting images invades your dreams at night only to awaken you screaming in pain, as the sweat runs down your skin of your flesh from another bad dream of night creatures of demons walking in search of your skin and blood and flesh.
Who really knows the real hurt that you struggle with on a daily basic just to make it through the day upon a wing and a prayer, for there are days that you just wanna disappear behind a closed lock door never to leave the mere comforts of your home. Who really knows what you suffer each time when darkness covers your world and your mind becomes confuse, and start manifesting thoughts that only you seem to see as they seem so real in shape and form tormenting you systematically and pyschologically.
For who really knows what you go through when your alone and the beast of nightmares, appears from out of the darkness like fragments mere subliminal signs conceal throught there desperation with an hunger to feed upon your fears that dwells beneath the core of your spiritual soul.
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