My Cryptic Darkness

I want to die by a tree in the darkness; the night time can cover the ash in my eyes

I want to die while the moon’s still in harvest; or can the old man make it a surprise



As long as I’m greeted empty with freedom; with no scars to scare the angels away

Sometimes I’m in hiding my mind doesn’t need her; gagging the heart and stopping the fray



The whispers are louder when my thoughts are hazy

The taunts and the laughter, when they say I’m crazy

But what can come after, this past that has made me

the memories are faster, and the old man is lazy



All the Exiled please sing me to darkness

All the Forgotten please carry me home

All of the smiles please color them heartless

The sun it tastes bitter when you’re all alone



Sometimes I will wander away from my tree; the innocent will wonder what wrong with me

before I return with more scars on my heart; the travel has hurt me and set me apart



The girl is now laughing the old man looks on; and my sight begins to tie up my shoe

I seem to remember that my heart is gone; walking with angels and carrying you…



The whispers are louder when my thoughts are hazy

The taunts and the laughter, when they say I’m crazy

But what can come after, this past that has made me

the memories are faster, and the old man is lazy



All the Exiled please sing me to darkness

All the Forgotten please carry me home

All of the smiles please color them heartless

The sun it tastes bitter when you’re all alone



My eye lids are stolen she took them from me

How can I survive when I’m blinded by darkness

When a thing that’s so beautiful won’t let me be

The old man is taunting me….

They won’t leave…

Me alone…