The Void Of My Peril

This long cold road
So Vague and yet so empty
My sorrow is my only mean
To travel the lore of these scenes
to walk again in the midst of a green
To find myself indeed

Catatonic travels
On this plain I walk
secluions perils i dream,
For prosper times to greet me
These visions that I see
Only add to my grief.
In this stillness my love, reccedes.

I hold a burden, as hard as me
I can't seem to alleive
I scream to the shadows
And I drown when i'm sane
I seek my own dismay.
In a flash of insightful rage.
I forget the path so vague.
To the haven from these dreams