Wednesday, May 14, 2014

(Unknown title) Don't know what to call it. Also can be sung. Currently, still adding to this one.

What do I have to live for?
I'm dying,
Locked behind these doors

I can't push them open,
The words
Have already been spoken

They send out the beast
It's running towards me
I don't know what to do
I try to break free

It's coming
I  see it
The flame burning it its eyes
It reaches down to my soul
Grabs, and pulls ahold

What can I do?
I'm drowning in this fear
Slumped against a cold, hard wall

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