Sunday, December 9, 2007

thy the lonely

thy world is empty without thee
thy life lonely like the wolf crying out what it need be

please help me oh god for thy tears wouldn't fall any less
for thy words would no longer be full of happiness without him that i love
help thy oh god for thy heart bleeds without much care for the world
so full of sufferings and death

show me the joy of loving
in the words thee speak of
in the promise thee swore to fulfill
in the tears thee oath would only be what is of the necessary


shall thee not bore me in thy mother's womb

thy'll be breed to feel hurt
for every smile, every laugh, every shred of happiness
not meant for thyself
but for the world which is filled with hatred



thy life is forever mediocre
thy life is repleted with void
thy life forever vitiate
thy mouth closed shut without any word


thee made thy believe in hope, in love

yestereve thy heart bleed without need
yestereve thy wouldn't have cut thy wrist leaving blood
to flow through the earth
to water the vast lifeless deserts of thy pain, thee's land



just now, thy would be strong enough to rise again
leading the world in its ignorance
towards a soulless life throughout pretense
without a shred of emotions of passions and sweet revenge

just let thy be now
thy'll remain forever the wallflower
till one day of falling rain and snow
pelting thy world with the necessity to continue living

until thee's judgement day
where worlds of pain and confusion and hurt combine
to manifest the existance of hell and life after death

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