A Melancholic Melody.

by **MC Anonymous** » Nov 27th, '08, 15:59

My life is my sentence as I write it despite the violence
every letters blends from the pen to the sharpened silence
I'm shaking as the tears pound, from the eyes, to the ground
the flow glides along the floor without making a sound
I walk, every footstep burns as the last
all these twists and turns from the past
the sorrowful melodies simulates the optical stimuli
as I wallow without end, and with a grin I cry
for I know, before the merciless show ends
Lucifer and God must first become friends
fate bends as every sand of the hour glass falls
and my heart is liquid metal surrounded by glass walls
cursive writing continues as the sentence becomes a paragraph
surfaced doubt appeals to Satan is he sits there and laughs
the wrath of deep depression can not be escaped
however you respond to it, it will determine your fate.