Prophecy of the Damned
All alone
in this wicked world,
the walls are closing in around us
making it hard to breath.
Trapped inside
this game of life,
spinning faster towards
the grave
there is no sunshine today.
And in out hearts
all we feel is hate,
sorrow and blackness
from a shattered past
nothing was meant to last.
Cut this life off from me,
I'm tired of the pain haunting over me
like a thunder cloud.
The anguish and the suffering cold,
frozen to this ground we march upon
like a silent sound.
The fortune teller
once told me this,
I was damned to hatred and sin
all alone
on this battlefield.
I always knew
who I was,
but I was condemed
to live this life
alone.
I never got the chance,
sold my soul to society,
and now I drift
fading
into the breeze.
Rip this sould from in me,
I'm tired of the pain
The anguish and the suffering cold,
frozen to this ground we march upon
like a silent sound.
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This is unbelievable. So very true.. we all came into this world alone, but I hope to believe we came alone with a purpose. I don´t feel alone when working side by side with my life´s purpose. Those who hurt and suffer the most also have the greatest capacity to love. When alone and still, wisdom creeps in. I always wish to be alone because it is easier. When I´m alone I can do, think, feel, whatever I want with no obligations. Then again, when I´m alone... it hurts. I guess what keeps me going is to look at the big picture, and to transform my frustration into action. I speak, and no one listens, but still I never shut up. You might not agree, or even bother to read these words, but still I write. Why I do not know, and though I may never fully understand the inner depth of those words, I solute you. I hate the feeling of such a gaping hole of emptiness, yet it is filled with much feelings.. and these feelings I find to be my purpose. I have no clue who you are, but still just from these words I feel as if I know you. Thank you for those beautiful words!