YOU SAY ~BY EMILY SHIPP
You say I’ll be okay,
That you’re here to stay.
You say you love me,
That you’re dreaming of a we.
How can you still believe?
How do you know I won’t leave?
You say I’ll be okay,
That you’re here to stay.
You say you love me,
That you’re dreaming of a we.
How can you still believe?
How do you know I won’t leave?
Come fly away with me
To a world of our own.
Come fly away with me
To a land of hope.
A world Apart
How did we get so far,
To be a world apart?
Wishing on every star,
After the snow,
A lonely flower tried to grow.
It rose from the ground,
Fighting to be found.
By a girl with braids in her hair,
There’s a world of beautiful souls in the depths
Facial appearance or character traits it affects
Trapped under a
Stonehenge
I crawl out from the
Ground my hands are
Bleeding,
My feet drag and
Moss begins to grow on
my shoes
And bugs crawl over my toes
Some say that all forms of darkness are like an abyss. Darkness is twisted silence filled with echoing maniac laughter, and the scent of withering flowers, about as unpleasant as the clicking of nails on tiled floors.
A Coyote crosses the dark street, in the dark fog.
A headless lady pulling shopping carts at the side of the road, her neck lulled back,
A group of men untying two cars on a dark road in the middle of the woods.
Something shady no doubt about it.