Goodnight

bored. bored.bored

 I have never needed love

For this world was a game made by the gods

My dying self is all I have

To fight against the odds

Floating on the edge of despair,

The rose had begun to wilt.

In the Endlessly repeating nightmare,

A tower of lost memories was built.

 

The threads of fate was stitched on my spine,

There is no way to run.

The chains of the past began to twine,

I accepted my fate, as the clock strikes one.

 

A dangerous rainbow appears from the edge of my dream

Dramatically colored with seven lights

I looked at the mirror as I started to scream

For the thorns of the poisoned rose gave painful bites.

 

My soul was devoured by the storm

Like a rose died with a pitiful face

I tried swallowing the hope that was formed

As I tried to escape this dark place                    

 

Do not shed any tear

No matter how hard you fight

The monster will be here

Crawling under your beds through the night

 

Like a doll, my eyes were shut with beads

Lips stitched to prevent my scream

The gods laughed as my body bleeds

I’m trapped in my own dream