The FogThe FogThe Fog
A field of dense mist Billowing around me Walking, crawling, disappearing Not thinking Being swallowed Fading Gone.
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Floating high Somewhere else Another place Another world Is the mist clearing Does the light start to break through No Not Yet Not for you.
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Lost in a place I cannot describe What I feel Who I am Drifting away Just gone
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Got to see past this fog all around What's happening What's this
The Grey KnightThe Grey KnightThe Grey Knight
The Grey Knight, once sparkling white Tarnished blade in hand, no more reflecting light Fighting to regain the honour he once held so dear Deep in his mind he is still nowhere near As he approaches the end of his time Trying again, to walk a straight line Freedom and Justice for one and for all Just Don Quixote, but now riding at walls
Mustering up his last shreds of nobility Dredging the depths of forgotten ability The Grey Knight plunged a blade deep into his heart His will alone could not keep them apart Only this action, although de
The CaveThe CaveThe Cave
Back to the cave Where I feel peace Just my own thoughts for company Just my own fears to fight Just my own demons To conquer
Dawn breaks at the door Look out Feel alive My version of alive Its good to feel something Today
But there is no-one there Just the white glare Of the new sun On the snow No footprints No surprise There never are
Time to sit Think Be one with my soul Be above this world Above the pain The ignorance The fear Even the cold.
LostLost - 10/5/06Lost
Where have all my thoughts gone? My feelings My dreams They’ve all disappeared Gone Like they were never there
But every now and then I’ll find them Not the ones I want Always the nagging Depressing Hurting ones The ones I wish had never been found
Shutting them out into a void of darkness Ignoring them Mocking them Just trying to keep a brave face As the pain swells within As I find myself LOST
GreetingAttentively, the eyes advance upon mine, Implying hello, Dispatching a dose of warmth, Stained with distraction. Then the modest smirk, The head rises slightly, The space between your lips broadens, In slow motion… Happens that way, Alone. Eager isn’t the style you hoped for,Greeting
Is it?
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