Slender strings strung tight, You shamble forward, One forced step at a time Free will, freedom, dreams, All a hopeless ideal, The strings control Your every move
Tag: Another
The Reaper
In the dark of night, Silence hanging heavy in the air, The reaper comes to visit
Into Me from You
The darkness that bleeds into me from you, It pollutes my soul like coal black ink dissolving into water We become two halves of the same twisted whole
In Another Castle
So sorry to say The princess is not here now Have to look elsewhere Perhaps she's in another Castle, only time will tell
The Blame Game
Point your finger and blame another again, It's a twisted game you only play to win
Introverted Creativity 