Unspoken Parts of the Soul (A Collection of Poetry)

Children of Doom

All these things inside my mind, quick to think as I close my eyes. Pleasant dreamer think of me and take me somewhere where my eyes & ears shall not bleed.

Child of anger, Child of Dispair spread your wings and take me there. Take me to where the clouds are black and the skies cry blood raining from the non-existent heaven up above. Take me where I cannot feel and show me things I've only dreamt to be real.

All these things inside my mind, quick to think as I close my eyes. Pleasant dreamer think of me and take me somewhere where my eyes and ears shall not bleed.

The torture that you're bringing me deep inside my midnight dreams, is nothing compared to the pain I've kept inside of me. Due to all my failed dreams and my uneventful hopes it feels to me as if I may choke.

All these things inside my mind, quick to think as I close my eyes. Pleasant dreamer think of me and take me somewhere where my eyes and ears shall not bleed.

I'm falling deep into the never-ending abyss is there anything that I could possibly do about this? In this tortured and painful dream it's funny how it's set me free. All my dreams & all my hopes... I don't give a shit anymore, I don't care if I'm about to choke...

All these things inside my mind, quick to think as I close my eyes. Pleasant dreamer think of me and take me somewhere where my eyes and ears shall not bleed. And show me what I'm meant to be...