J0hn
11-23-2006, 08:27 PM
Angel of mercy, spare thy the pain and agony.
My heart is on its last legs, on the ground on its knees.
You are beatiful as the gates of heaven. You caught me unaware when i sat way up in my castle.
A fortress, a genius design. Nobody can enter except the cute and the devine.
Love me like you are my mother. Care for me like you would give to no other. Feed me like you were my teacher, the educations of this world. Don't let me down and make me cry. Don't let me despair or commit suicide.
Look outside my window, you can see the snow that has formed only within the confines of my fortress. Look carefully, can you see any flowers or trees? They are all gone, they were once here until fear and darkness came along.
As I see you standing there, beautiful red streaks running through your hair. Are you an Angel or a fairy? Are you Olivia or are you Mary? Oh tell me your wonderful story.
Then you get up and you fade out of my window, leaving a trail of love in your wake. NOw I am all alone again, doing the same thing, standing in this castle, tending to the walls and the Goth who lives in my basement. Look I have become old and weary and the candles have all burnt out. I scream to be let out. Nobody wants me to be free. So I am confined the the east tower of my domain. Each day feeling the lonelyness, horror and pain.
I get a razor and take one look at my right arm. Certainly some scars there. I strike once, twice and collapse to the floor and once I close my eyes and float away from this decaying castle, I see the Angel who stood for a moment in front of me.
My heart is on its last legs, on the ground on its knees.
You are beatiful as the gates of heaven. You caught me unaware when i sat way up in my castle.
A fortress, a genius design. Nobody can enter except the cute and the devine.
Love me like you are my mother. Care for me like you would give to no other. Feed me like you were my teacher, the educations of this world. Don't let me down and make me cry. Don't let me despair or commit suicide.
Look outside my window, you can see the snow that has formed only within the confines of my fortress. Look carefully, can you see any flowers or trees? They are all gone, they were once here until fear and darkness came along.
As I see you standing there, beautiful red streaks running through your hair. Are you an Angel or a fairy? Are you Olivia or are you Mary? Oh tell me your wonderful story.
Then you get up and you fade out of my window, leaving a trail of love in your wake. NOw I am all alone again, doing the same thing, standing in this castle, tending to the walls and the Goth who lives in my basement. Look I have become old and weary and the candles have all burnt out. I scream to be let out. Nobody wants me to be free. So I am confined the the east tower of my domain. Each day feeling the lonelyness, horror and pain.
I get a razor and take one look at my right arm. Certainly some scars there. I strike once, twice and collapse to the floor and once I close my eyes and float away from this decaying castle, I see the Angel who stood for a moment in front of me.