~Fallen~
The blood splattered across the floor,
as the blade I had clattered on the floor.
I stare, my eyes wide,
I run, then I hide.
My inner demons brought to life,
keeping me from the light.
Pulling me into the dark,
"this is where I part."
A shadow told me "You are dying."
I told it "You are lying."
A room half black, a room half white
"It doesn't matter, anyway" I sigh.
I hear screams from both rooms,
"This is my doom."
They tear, and they fight.
But, what are they, and why?
From the light I see a angel,
From the dark I see a demon.
Each of them pulling me from one end
"Why won't my pain ever end?"
I want to go to the light,
but it doesn't feel right.
The shadow tells me "It's your choice."
I silently repeat what it said "It's my choice."
I made up my mind.
I chose the dark over the light.
Suddenly the light releases me,
and the dark engulfs me.
I fall and fall,
wondering "when will I stop?"
As I fall through the darkness,
I see something, a small light.
Not like the light that was fighting for my soul
Lest even have a warmth like the other.
I finally reach the light,
except this light was evil, and consuming.
I reach for the light,
but I feel a hand on my shoulder toward the right.
It's the shadow again "Go." it whispers from the right.
I listen to it, and go in the light.
It was fire,
"Is this really what I desire?"
Finally for the first time I can see light and not black.
Now that theres light, who is the shadow behind my back?
I turn my head fearing what to see,
this is not what I wanted to see.
What I saw was Satan,
and I did not like this at all.
How ironic,
I never thought this was my tonic.
So now I know my greatest mistake,
I shouln't have commited suicide.
The blood splattered across the floor,
as the blade I had clattered on the floor.
I stare, my eyes wide,
I run, then I hide.
My inner demons brought to life,
keeping me from the light.
Pulling me into the dark,
"this is where I part."
A shadow told me "You are dying."
I told it "You are lying."
A room half black, a room half white
"It doesn't matter, anyway" I sigh.
I hear screams from both rooms,
"This is my doom."
They tear, and they fight.
But, what are they, and why?
From the light I see a angel,
From the dark I see a demon.
Each of them pulling me from one end
"Why won't my pain ever end?"
I want to go to the light,
but it doesn't feel right.
The shadow tells me "It's your choice."
I silently repeat what it said "It's my choice."
I made up my mind.
I chose the dark over the light.
Suddenly the light releases me,
and the dark engulfs me.
I fall and fall,
wondering "when will I stop?"
As I fall through the darkness,
I see something, a small light.
Not like the light that was fighting for my soul
Lest even have a warmth like the other.
I finally reach the light,
except this light was evil, and consuming.
I reach for the light,
but I feel a hand on my shoulder toward the right.
It's the shadow again "Go." it whispers from the right.
I listen to it, and go in the light.
It was fire,
"Is this really what I desire?"
Finally for the first time I can see light and not black.
Now that theres light, who is the shadow behind my back?
I turn my head fearing what to see,
this is not what I wanted to see.
What I saw was Satan,
and I did not like this at all.
How ironic,
I never thought this was my tonic.
So now I know my greatest mistake,
I shouln't have commited suicide.