Where will you Be?
When I emerge from the shadows of the old Sycamore tree
That was planted in the middle of heart break cemetery
Where hearts come to die, and live among the dead to grieve?
And mice come to live and creatures come to feast
Where will you Be?
When my heart rises from the forgotten dead
To a Cold moon and black clouded sky overhead
Where my eyes are down casted and my soul full of dread
Looking for a new body to imbed
Where the old church looks haunted, and the smell of flesh in the air
Has disintegrated my hopes, and tossed them with out care
Where my emotions have been clawed from wolves and brown bears
And my spirit left dangling with their signature rips and tears
Where will you be?
When the sinister winds sweep through my empty rib cage
Where no heart is home, the bones become insanely in raged
Gnashing of teeth, and snarls from the grave
A death wish from which no one can save
A broken heart…. feeling unbrave
Every trip to grave, is one step closer to the living
To the one who wont kill me, to the one that is willing
To breath new life into me, with compassion and giving
Soothing words and tenderness, the ultimate healing.
My Angel
Where will you BE?
.
When I emerge from the shadows of the old Sycamore tree
That was planted in the middle of heart break cemetery
Where hearts come to die, and live among the dead to grieve?
And mice come to live and creatures come to feast
Where will you Be?
When my heart rises from the forgotten dead
To a Cold moon and black clouded sky overhead
Where my eyes are down casted and my soul full of dread
Looking for a new body to imbed
Where the old church looks haunted, and the smell of flesh in the air
Has disintegrated my hopes, and tossed them with out care
Where my emotions have been clawed from wolves and brown bears
And my spirit left dangling with their signature rips and tears
Where will you be?
When the sinister winds sweep through my empty rib cage
Where no heart is home, the bones become insanely in raged
Gnashing of teeth, and snarls from the grave
A death wish from which no one can save
A broken heart…. feeling unbrave
Every trip to grave, is one step closer to the living
To the one who wont kill me, to the one that is willing
To breath new life into me, with compassion and giving
Soothing words and tenderness, the ultimate healing.
My AngelWhere will you BE?
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