Chapter 1 - Falling Backwards
Submitted December 11, 2003 Updated December 11, 2003 Status Incomplete | This is some random poem I came up with... It doesn't really make sense, so don't try to understand it...
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Chapter 1 - Falling Backwards
Chapter 1 - Falling Backwards
In a world of candy canes and paper cranes the sky is green and no birds sing
Where blood flows through rivers like wine and tears become the dragon’s spine
The morning clouds pour acid rain and wait for night to come again
Pain is a weakness from within a tortured soul
Sitting in an upside-down room of clocks and mirrors
Viewing outside the window where the earth is gone
Spinning in squares; I’m falling backwards
Stop me before I wake up and have to face the light beyond the veil
There’s too much darkness; I can’t see anymore
Time is ticking; it won’t wait for you to rescue me
Hurry, I’m slipping through the black demon’s mist
Grab its wings; don’t let it get away
Stab through the surface as the silver bells chime
Blood floating in the sky as golden raindrops fall from hell
The signal’s gone; your time is up and back to the beginning you return
I fade and reform again; my body is melting like ice
Burn the ashes, torch like flame and listen to the fallen angels sing
Death is stalking you, for you have failed
Life shall be repeated as I sit here in my upside-down room
A deaf ear listening to the frozen clocks on the wall
Tick tock your time is up
The mourning doves shall laugh at you as I sing my hollow song
Where blood flows through rivers like wine and tears become the dragon’s spine
The morning clouds pour acid rain and wait for night to come again
Pain is a weakness from within a tortured soul
Sitting in an upside-down room of clocks and mirrors
Viewing outside the window where the earth is gone
Spinning in squares; I’m falling backwards
Stop me before I wake up and have to face the light beyond the veil
There’s too much darkness; I can’t see anymore
Time is ticking; it won’t wait for you to rescue me
Hurry, I’m slipping through the black demon’s mist
Grab its wings; don’t let it get away
Stab through the surface as the silver bells chime
Blood floating in the sky as golden raindrops fall from hell
The signal’s gone; your time is up and back to the beginning you return
I fade and reform again; my body is melting like ice
Burn the ashes, torch like flame and listen to the fallen angels sing
Death is stalking you, for you have failed
Life shall be repeated as I sit here in my upside-down room
A deaf ear listening to the frozen clocks on the wall
Tick tock your time is up
The mourning doves shall laugh at you as I sing my hollow song
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Never_Dying_Ice_Neko on June 2, 2006, 12:22:14 PM
L7 on February 4, 2005, 1:55:35 PM
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Awesome. +favs+silver_dreams on June 30, 2004, 8:34:09 PM
excellent work. very morbid, dark in an almost creepy sense. reminds me of something perhaps watching from the shadows as doomed souls enter a labirynth that they are doomed to wander in forever. kidn of like, a mocking thing almost. very good work.Misurmora_Samurai on March 22, 2004, 3:34:14 AM
Sweet dude.krazykitsune14 on December 25, 2003, 4:11:55 AM
Wow, that was a very interesting comment... o_O I'm glad you like it! ^^ I wrote another poem I might put up later...Selphius on December 25, 2003, 3:55:11 AM
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Oh yes... I REALLY enjoy the last four lines. This is indeed very dark in a sense of madness, like the darkness of the mind and the false visions of a lost soul slowly shaping one's sanity into... insanity. I like it. (Adds to favs)krazykitsune14 on December 22, 2003, 4:48:11 PM
Um... I don't really expect anyone to understand it... ^^;; I don't even understand it!!!supershykitty123 on December 21, 2003, 4:57:39 PM
Uhhh...I don't uderstand it much!But it's still a good poem. :)
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+faves! x3