ForbiddenBlank

Madness Sadness Deafness Helpless Things that define Tears as salty as brine, Actions out of line, And a sin, that binds you like a vine

A signpost lies in The long lost desert, its wood Rotting, its message Long erased by time. Yet, it Stands there in the wasteland

I am but an empty husk, That someone shed Living in eternal dusk Being as good as dead A hollow body An empty life A deadly melody Hurt me as knife That song strikes me And make me realize That nothing can minimize That pain that aches me And so, With an empty whistle I trail down the life road Yet, I am stuck to my heart's castle