☽Chapter 2: Dying Wishes☾

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a knife cut to palm as i prove undying love only by looking death in the eye

the crimson blood coloring my world a shade of red i have grown to cherish

drops of my tired soul on the concrete ground lured phantoms from hiding

shadows shrouded my vision as i stepped into the darkness alone

count on hope to find way as I'm soaked in the rain of dark clouds

turning to face a trickle of light peaking through the sheer curtains

and there i saw a rose on the ground covered in the blood of my enemies

To every demon killed to stay afloat

weeping in the horror of this night

a dreamy nightmare i sulk alone in the sorrows until they're forgotten

darkness started to comfort me and I found comfort in deafening silence

haunting the echoes of my wishes crumbling like paper turn to dust

Underneath a sky dying after the break of dawn as I take the sword

Capable to destroy my enemy as I desperately cling to all sanity left


the horror is a ship sinking to the bottom of the raging stormy sea

across the ocean as foghorns are heard distant claps of thunder

souls walk the plank from my ship to their doom of embers to a blazing

torture deserved while i mark a tree over the cliff viewing sea afar

Closer I am to touching the dark clouds drizzling rain overhead

as if we are only wide awake when dreams die like a fish out of water

Nothing is sweeter than the tasteless blood of our straightforward karma

turning the bloody monsters we are to statues of stone in the solemn night

The nightmare shattered over the floor like the shards of glass

Remember i fell so softly to a slumber as deep as the ghostly ocean trench

I am closer to who I was meant to be only without knowing the future me

when nobody is around to scare away the phantom smells I cry on in pain

I crossed the tides to reach the erased sorrow that hypnotized me faraway

The wind took it away to find a fate for my soul yet a ghost haunting

a smile before it had known pain washed out the runes of happiness

blood smeered face searching for a sign in the dark lonely crimson sky

there was nothing left of this world but the heart desires of a tired soul

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