fallen angel
On a cold and lonely night,in this gloomy prison cell,i see darkness taking shape,burning shadows embracing my soul...there’s something far beyond,that my sight cannot reach,as i’m sinking in my bed,a twister spins inside my head...i can sence i’m not alone..there is someone in the room ,,there’s a movement in the air...something that feeds darkness with my fear,it seems that the dragon has left its lair...all my dreams a scattered ashe,migrant birds that’ ve flown away,but the nightmare is here to stay,as the night rules the day...oh my eyes drip bleeding tears,for the things i cannot see,my soul craves to touch the skies,but silence never sleeps in here…..
By Kwstas (gravechild) papakonstantinou 25/8/2018…..amaliada...
