HollowDarkArt

     Death is not the end my friend, that's just a hollow lie, as the train races down the bend, we all wait here to die. The tunnel is just ahead as our hearts are beating fast, the light is getting closer as we reach back towards the past.     Our eyes are open wide soaking in the memories, the ones that make us smile, those hidden remedies. We keep an open mind as our loved ones leave our side, but it's hard to do things solo on this evidently stricken ride     Our boldly corrupted worries are never truly seen as the flavors of our lives burn cold and break the seam. But we try to polish the pain that is slicing at our time, and keep o

     Our days on Earth are a shadow, but none are abiding. Our eyes are shaded, barely able to see the dim light of day passing us by, carelessly, unwillingly, making its way into the serene enigmatical Darkness that is night.     We hide who we are for the sake of keeping others pushed away so they won't know the truth, but the mask we wear isn't always that hard to conceal.     It's time we break free and seize the opportunities that force themselves upon us. It's time to cease being afraid; time to rise up and expand our boundaries! Take control and swim through the burning sensations that make us weak; keep pushing forward and look pa

     What's it gonna take to disguise the fate, as the visions of the days slip away? Hidden in lies the truths are hard to say, as we speak, hear and see that things have gone astray.     Although we seem to believe we think of others all the same, we more so tend to ourselves which is really rather lame. The worlds a tangled web, distant shadows cloud out eyes, as we look into the mirrors, the strings all keep us tied.     We're hanging on the edge looking down towards the end, we try to stay together, hoping all the spices blend. Our feelings are in the air, mixed around to and fro, trying to find the answers which always seem to come