Living in Shadows

 

Inbetween I thrive

Among their scrawl of shades                     

I am broken glass

(They’ll not dirty their hands)

Static

Not in your Ivory World of Distortions

Not past the Obsidian Veil

 

Inbetween Silence and Truth

Hope and the Destruction

The odd swelling of hearts long ago shattered and counted

among the Lost

 

I’m not breathing

 

Can you see past the blood?

The lies…

 

Voices call

Tears fall

Search to be

But cannot see

 

This valley of Bled Dreams

Tainted through waves of panic

My fragile wings flutter

 

The Broken understand

Only the strange know

And this pain

 

Free me

And the wind whispers

But I am alone

Among phantasm

The Black Shade Living in Death’s plane where only a few reside

 

Sow into My Skin

Learn to breathe again

Welcome to My Shaded World of the Strange