Shadows Of The Rain

These slimy little creatures
A sickly shade of grey

Drown my will to fly
Drown my will to get away

I’m never coming home again
For I fear that if I leave

These creatures will come after
And watch me in my sleep

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This place I’m at isn’t so bad
I kind of like it here

This dreamworld of my fantasies
Is far away from my fears

I never want to leave this place
Only to face my life back there

To be surrounded by strange people
Those people who don’t care

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I’m in love with these little grey creatures
They hypnotize me with their scent

They smell like what I’m soon to be
They smell just like eternal death

Conscious of their never-ceasing presence
The feeling that makes me whole, complete, and full

My life once existing in pure chaos
Is now so entirely still

Still except for the quiet footsteps
Of the creatures in my mind

They follow me where ever I go
Haunting me until the end of time

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These beautiful little creatures
A sickly shade of grey

No more do I have the will to fly
I have no want to get away

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My breathing is a quiet song
A song these creatures once knew

They were people once like me
I’m sure this much is true

I’m soon to forget this song of life
And become one of them, as it is my fate

An existence I shan’t look forward to
To be a creature so filled with hate

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I don’t have the will to leave though
Only to go back and fight

To fight away my constant fears
The fears that attack me deep in the night

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These harbingers of death
That melancholy shade of grey

They shan’t ever let me go back
I’m never again to see the light of day.

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