Hollowed

Emptyness creeping back,
delusion of leaving it behind
Wanting to fight
Hopelessness converting
Fear into nothingness.
The blackness is coming
Wishing i will not drown

Call me weird

Sanity. Measure it. Are you sure that you fit in??
Because i sincerely hope that you do not.
If you are sane then get out.
Sanity is boring and I hate it.

Celtic

Lines swirling,
Dancing weaving,
Starting in the middle,
No beginnings
No end.

left

Broken promises,
left a-lying
How could you?
so death defying

Do You Want Me?

Nightmares hidden, riding high.
Do you want me?
Flying darkness Commanding the sky
Do you want me?
Shadows whirling through my head
Do you want me?
Asking a question forever being said
Do you want me?
Gaps a-gaping, distance looms
Do you want me?
Translations needed, shaking bones
Do you want me?
12 years a shadowing past
Do you want me
Mourning forever those years lost
Do you want me