I've been changin' but you'll never see me now ( Read more... )

a shattered dream
but only now
does the glass
begin to fall

Thank you.

a puppet crafted
from a vivid ambition
sewing its own strings

Past and future collide,

something in the air,

witnessing awakening,

the sword plunges deep,

Fate as it Flows.

shatters to the ground

grasping

too little, too late

fear or fate

untouchable.

not living, yet no dead

the winds of time

cannot affect this

the breathing memory.

Incapable of Life, yet already dead.

a slowly fading dream.

as reality beckons the sword.

"There is no more blood to shed"

Darkened Enigma,

Key to a Lock,

how can something so empty,

hold such a secret?

Appearances can Be decieving.

A forbidden dream, A forsaken nightmare.

something so simple, yet surprisingly unaware.

Needed without knowing, A place to belong.