Kidcodychan

Thief of Dreams Weaving a pattern of confusion within understanding, contained within a ring of eternal night. Draped in the baubles of nativity, beaded as an insect within our own net of deception and obscurity. Lying there, hanging by the once-living, bound in it's eternal struggle against it's pre-ordained foe, with no choice but to serve as a slave to our subconscious. Assaulted by visions of madness within the chaos of tranquility, it sits, barring access to it's charge. Upon stolen wings, it hovers, silent in it's cause, but stern in it's conviction, silently waiting for the next eternal darkness to overcome it......

Fading Confused belief, consumed in fear. Unknowing fate that soon draws near. Lost inside, not knowing what's real. A soul so numb, unable to to feel. Walk the path, a fine line in mind. Controlled by time, all is lost behind. Cannot tell, cannot see, That emptiness lives inside of me. Voices call unto deaf ears. Visions of times that soon draw near. Forces drawn by will alone. Faded spirit, strength now gone. A lonely road, bound by creed. Held by rites of ancient rede. Dazed, confused, and mystified. A tortured soul so lost inside. Hiding lies so deep inside. Cannot hide what fate decides. Lost in doubt, I cannot see. F