09 - Prelude To Madness
The light I'm searching for
Is like a blurry sentence
On my hand I wrote it down
A reminder or just evidence
Of a life I had once
The life I lived
It's nothing but a memory
But darkness finds me and like ink
It spreads and drowns my sanity
The light they're searching for
A beacon in the night
Will tell them where I am
Will guide them to my side
And while tears well up
And blur my sight
The light within my eyes
Will give away my presence
Will shatter my disguise
Must dim the light
The light that is my life
Must close my eyes
And hope to die
I'm leaving for the Otherside
by
Krisposted on 05/09/2007
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