

the dark placeswhen reverie takes you meandering through dark empty halls and unfamiliar faces when tears fill your hollow head and you're staring blindly into the night before you When the blood in your veins burns like fire begging to escape and God isn't listening how will you awaken?the dark places


My Shadowfacades of hazy blue skies and tender kisses on the brow mingling with shadows, nothings, and noonesMy Shadow
late night tea time with my phantoms and the barrel of a gun
breakfast in the candlelight when I can't bear to see the sun
come meet my shadow any time of day he never really seems to want to go away


MonumentsFrom the depths of denial when the water's rise beginsMonuments
We beseech the Stonemason to carve an egress
a Heaven of darkness awaits us above a false sense of Ecstasy as our Mind stagnates And reality melts away
as the warmth envelopes as emphatic hands guide We are the only One alive
We build this together but upon climbing Her stairs the stone crumbles away and the world is falling
It was nothing more than a Monument a Monument of indifference One canvas destroyed in Desire But oh how we wanted to believe  
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