Friday, July 06, 2007

The sky's smiling sarcastically, as though challenging me to question its smile.
The majestic skyline contrasts the emotions running through me.
Taken for granted by human beings, no its mocking one.
The vapours in the sky are free, unlike the blood raging in my veins.
I am a walking corpse without a soul.
Like the Undead under the command.
What life was, will never be again.
Thou art doomed and destined for a life of misery.
Release these shackles of torment, I pray.
For every step I take, I feel life's worse.
A walking nightmare, they used to say.
My destiny was forewritten this way.
In torment I find black.
In misery I find joy.
Is this possibly the path that had my name authenticated with?
Pray tell me, before I get too deep.
Carrying your name, close to me.
8:16 PM