posted on Oct, 7 2009 @ 02:37 AM
I thought about using this for a song. But ehh. I have no talent for music writing. Thus it became just a lost work in my assortment of lost crap. I
called it "Beautiful Night"
A tragedy of misery and broken words, spoken upon my dying love for her wingless soul. Another day will go by, another tear will dry on a lonely
cheek. Another footprint will be erased from a lifetimes seclusion. Back into the sorrow from whence thou came. And in this life, a cursed tear of
spite. Behold, I love thou, beautiful night.
My heart, bleeding unto this table of steel, so cold and alone. I smile not for delight, but to a sickening brighter sight. Thou that hath cursed me
for life. She that I did hold and wipe away the tears for. Fear not for my sorrow, but for pandemonium and anger.
During my final prayer for your eternal rest, I would will you to sleep. A lonely sleep. To die alone as I once did. To cry alone as I always have. To
hate me as much as I hate myself.