TheMonszter

so now i sit here, a gag stopping me from speaking voices talking about what i know, my own aching to disprove the gag preventing their so well hidden secrets from leaking my hands are bound behind my back, feet aching to move i'm breathing through my nose, sore throat, hands sweating my throat has gone completely dry, a headache forming knees gone numb, legs without feeling, my lip bleeding a voice resounding in my head, "my dear, the life you live is fleeting"

i have driven myself over the edge can't hold onto the dammed ledge i'm slowly loosening the tightest ties am i protecting them from the lies i never wanted this to happen never wanted my soul to blacken give me your hand, i will pull you with me i'm standing in quicksand, just flee i am a danger to myself and you standing knee-deep without a clue how can i mend the broken parts how can you heal those broken hearts

What do you do, when you start to drown when the voices quiet down when you can't keep moving when you depend on a single string when you forget your value when the darkness catches you when you down the last bottle when your end is inevitable What do you do, when your life starts to fade?

The red-tinted Sky - Fire! Smoke, so thick and deadly The Dragon and its Desire Their Voices - singing sadly The Mountain - burning bright The People follow the Fires Light Caught in the devilish Trap The way in their Minds - a Map They'll meet their fiery Demise I can see it, written in the Skies The one behind this is Me I am the Dragon, you see