Darkness
Has come, time for reminisce
Of the days missed
Screaming my name
Trying to stop before it's too late
To come back through the gate
Mistakes whisper and haunt
Echos of my voice blow my hears
Where did I go?
Claps of foot steps ring
As I watch my self unfold
From stories of old.
I just want to be me.
Time is at a close
Or is it near
A hand of fear
Holds me dear
Air is getting short
I feel torched
From the scars I bare
Dear someone spare me?
I woke up from a dream
So real it seemed
Picture: http://www.deviantart.com/art/Save-Me-From-This-World-62533074
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