White Shadow vs Toil vs Breeze

trap. · 01-23-2013, 10:09 AM

posted on 02-19-2004

white shadow

Late nights melt into mornings, time meshes with sanity
Suddenly eyes shut, shrouded in darkness, how can it be?
A canopy of clouds covers the ceiling, or is it the floor?
For all sense of direction, time and being is simply no more
Those I adore form pictures hanging on walls that aren’t there
The strings I once wore dangling me over consciousness, tare
Everywhere becomes nothingness, solitude becomes company
Quizzed on questions of life and love, all of which are stumpin’ me
Something, you see, is not right though, maybe I’m going insane
For I am not sleeping, this is simply a daydream of my pain…

vs

Toil

dunno what the truth is, except thats its useless
my mind finds no truth to set loose, its just set on abusive
my thoughts arent conclusive, instead they confused
i dread my head staying awake, yet my bed stays unused
and theres no clues, between fact and dream
i wanna scratch and scream, but im trapped inbetween..
..the seen and imagined
did i really fall asleep? or is that just what seems to have happened?
and as the panic gets deep, i try not to be weak
but the truth is..
i cant even cry my self to sleep

11 lines cus im special

01-23-2013, 10:09 AM	#1
trap. Senior Citizen Join Date: Aug 1997 Posts: 3,870 Battle Record: 4-3 Rep Power: 0	White Shadow vs Toil vs Breeze posted on 02-19-2004 white shadow Late nights melt into mornings, time meshes with sanity Suddenly eyes shut, shrouded in darkness, how can it be? A canopy of clouds covers the ceiling, or is it the floor? For all sense of direction, time and being is simply no more Those I adore form pictures hanging on walls that aren’t there The strings I once wore dangling me over consciousness, tare Everywhere becomes nothingness, solitude becomes company Quizzed on questions of life and love, all of which are stumpin’ me Something, you see, is not right though, maybe I’m going insane For I am not sleeping, this is simply a daydream of my pain… vs Toil dunno what the truth is, except thats its useless my mind finds no truth to set loose, its just set on abusive my thoughts arent conclusive, instead they confused i dread my head staying awake, yet my bed stays unused and theres no clues, between fact and dream i wanna scratch and scream, but im trapped inbetween.. ..the seen and imagined did i really fall asleep? or is that just what seems to have happened? and as the panic gets deep, i try not to be weak but the truth is.. i cant even cry my self to sleep 11 lines cus im special