Shadows
I Swear Death is Really Calling ME
I'm Running Out of Air
The Darkness is Chasing Me
I Can't Shake The Shade.
My Shadow Chained to The Ground
Below The Concrete is Where I'm Bound
Paranoia Sticks Around as My Eyes Scan Over Every Sound
Black & White Cats Run Across Me
First, bad Luck, Then Death Comes To Greet Me.
In Chains With The Other Enemies of Light
But I'm Actually Standing Here Alone
Shadows At My Feet
Watching MY Every Step
Laying Right Beneath Me
Waiting To Swallow Me Whole
The Sky Fall's
The Stars Drop Low
My Life Crumbles
Heavy Screams Burn Into My Soul
As I Collapse Into The Never-Ending Black Floor
-Darkness
Copyright © Malcolm Brooks | Year Posted 2013
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