Mission Possible
Sat, 14 Nov 2009 at 03:52am
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I feel the pain of my blood flowing
But scared of being frozen I do not cry
The Devil laughed in my face
Now you are laughing too
I see what is to be seen
And saw what is not meant to be
I tryed to laugh with the devil
But he ran from me scared of my ice
The flame witch heats the coldest hearts hid from my eyes
Unable to enter my dark abide
I do not run, nor scream, or cover my eyes
When I am scared I am frozen
My body stops with the effot of stoping my thoughts
But it never works
I'm always thinking
Never stopping
Not even
As I
Slumber in ice
I like being alone, but cannot bear the small
I love being free, but where can I rebel
Odd sounds echo though my surroundings
Not just in the air or wind
I feel the impossible movment of the world
and I begin when that world ends
Maybe its the strange way I look at clocks
The way it doesn't go tick-tock
Maybe paper is blue cheese but can it flap in the wind?
Envolopes and clogs both odd and filled with lots
Am I witch I pecive or am I just the witch?
Am I infact the person I think I'm not
It is very possible
It is very possible that whatever you think is true, because it is true to you.
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