as the day gets closer i ponder on what i told her she sees the light in my darkness as i wonder what she has caressed and she sees my potential as i am horrendously altered to what i am yet to be and she sees me for who i truly am as i slam my fist into this door a crippling blow i should say as i lay here wondering why she sees light in my darkness
as light filter through a darkness that is so true we wander thy dark wood wondering how to find our fate not to hate the one ho put us through wondering pondering why she sees the light filter through a darkness that is so true
as light penetrates my dark and wounded heart paying no mind to what it has healed as i seal my fate of which i take and it to claims me as a true dark but light finds my soul and she sees the light in my darkness that is so true
i am not as dark as i seem to be cause she sees the light in me and i see the light in her which i truly prefer
and as i ponder on which i have said and i have sped down the road of life which is truly dark and she has saved me because she sees the light in my darkness of which i may contort due to the light she sees
as the darkness is contorted to see optimistically of all this strife as this knife drops to the floor as the darkness begins to contort
with this life i shall change as li lay me down to sleep i pray my soul the lord to keep if i die before i wake i pray my soul the lord to take as i partake in this in a heavenly manner i believe i see the light in my darkness as i see true the beloved i shoved all my grief down the drain and she sees the light in my darkness as do i
hate is a fate that we we all can partake as we see the key to life as the knife is dropped to the floor as the door slams into its jam life is contorted and then altered as we all can falter as the slaughter of man takes place as an ace is dropped on the table as we all can tell this is a fable to be heard as a hearse takes your friend to her grave and she told me to say this that you are gay like the fey folk as I lay, this life flies by as shooting star and the i drive my car off a cliff into a tidal rift and float to the very end as i send a message to those who don't have hope and then i float to the land of the dead to spread this hate as we partake in the slaughter of man as i pretend the light was never spread and as i am beheaded by the beast with three heads as a hockey puck goes through a stained glass window as she is made a widow because of the war of the worlds and the darkness is once more contorted to her will and she sees me and the light in the darkness
fore say to end this fable i say to thee my life is a creed of which to be fallowed as i swallow the waters of the holy, to souly depend on her to see time for who i am truly am and thy light with in me therein lies the secret of life which we all pass and not see as light filters through all of the dark and not lighted as my foresight is met light and dark meet for one last battle as life begins to contort and falter
then again life is always contorting to her will and the light spreads through a darkness so true, once more she sees the light in me in order to see the doves fly for her love for me cause she sees light in me and as i weave a tread so thin i send a message of hope in order to cope with the sin of man as i tan the hide of the beast so fierce that has died due to the light she brought me cause she sees the light with in me