My Words
I write my words without a care
Driven by desolate thoughts of despair
Can't seem to write the right words
And with these words not one soul has heard
I strip you of the power over me I gave you
For why should I pine and wait for you
Nothing to me can come close to stripping me of my soul
My heart is blackened as dark as coal
Into the darkness I bind your thoughts
Having no power and trying for not
Cast away these words into the abyss
These words are like a shell so I bare my fist
Crash them into a cage of my own making
For though knows why my fist is shaking
Under the cover of your thoughtless lies
You have shamed me and brought a tear to thine eyes
With these words I play a-pun your fantasy's
And in your haunted dreams its me you see
For I kept the words like the Krypt Keeper
And from this dream I cannot awake for I am the silent deadly sleeper
On my way to cast my thoughts
I have found these words are for not
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Never back down because i am never afraid of failing.
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Synopsis
When you read this I would ask that you think of your own words and thoughts. How meaningful are they? Do people listen to them? Are they important?
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