Down the water goes,
Slowly burning as it passes.
Worry not for there is no pain,
For those empty and frail inside
Feel no pain,
As life itself is sorrowful
With hollow meanings.
The water quenches no pain
And adds no trauma
As the world around burns in pain.
It floated up there,
Nothing big and nothing small,
Floating up above my head,
It’s sharp gaze looking down
Into somber eyes,
Hollow eyes with nothing
Left to offer.
Up there it floated,
Looking into somber eyes
With patience and empathy,
Waiting for faith and hope
To be restored to hollow eyes.
Up there it floated above,
With no hurry or worry,
It waited above, looking below.
It was a dark dream,
All I did was scream
At the shadows that followed
The scent of my sorrow,
Begging to steal my soul
To rejoin the living and run foul.
Your eyes hold the sorrow
Of a thousand broken hearts;
Lost and distraught in this reality
Where no peace can ever be found.
Following above as you grow,
Fortune fell upon you,
Ensuring no harm came to you
On this unforgiving world.
The wandering eye
Wept at the blood in the sky
That fell from angels.
Revolving in the deep darkness
Sits the young creature filled with madness,
Curled up in pain and fear
Of their true power and strength.
Filled with rage, covered in black,
The creature sits and waits,
Waits before the blood boils
And unleashes wrath unto
The sorry souls in the path.
It is not done out of hate,
But out of sorrow for the world,
For the decimated and ruined world
That no one should continue to live in.
Waves crash down,
Sea salt spraying my body.
The sun hits my skin,
Slowly burning my dead flesh.
I walk slowly,
Shuffling my feet along the sand.
In search of you,
I got lost.
In search of you, a myth,
I died in the sand.
