Something Occurred this cold autumn’s twilight. The truth splattered all over my bedroom walls like the woman I pretend to be.
Candlelight flickered as the nightmare became what is enhanced reality, the confessions of a thousand years. Waiting.
I Know I’m Going To Shake Up The Lines
But, I’m Free To Chose
Tears Were In My Eyes For Too Long
Abandonment, Marriage, Death
What I Was Left With.
Now, It’s My Turn To Taste The Broken Rules,
The Views Of Their Atrocities
Just As They Feel The Majority Hearts Should be Crushed.
Thank You. I have become a league of superior over their lies. I no longer want to talk. My heart is now a black hurricane.
And I will never stop. My Pain runs too deep.