AWAKE ( Archived) (3)

THunder rolls over my head as it begins to rain, in my mind rain drops of images past, present and past wash over me
i desperately try to hold onto ones most precious to me only to mourn as they slip my grasp.
i try to yell,,but here theres is no sound, i see my image shattered like a mirror at my feet,

< a voice say's >
(there's no where to run, theres no reason to fight this ,
accept this fate , and fall into the graceful arms of your deepest fears
your sorrow fuels my fire, this pain is proof for you it's already to late,)

This nightmare haunts me, it's always the same
leaving me to live a life as a picture hanging sides ways without a frame,

each time i awake, i reach for nothing and ask my self is this why,
only to form a fist and hold tight that which only i can

How hard it weighs on my mind, the last of his kind
happiness is just moments of time and still yet hard to find

I hold my self up alone, every day as the rain draws in,
trying not to tremble as darkness removes everything from my sight
reaching out i grasp the drops, holding them til i bleed

This i whisper is me, these memory's
filled with my blood and my tears,
if i reach out and grasp something i'll hold tight til i bleed
each tear to a part of my soul lost ........

Kinda sad but nice, thanks for sharing!