SCREAM!!
MWAHA HAHA HA!
Wake the colors
sleeping in the grey
beneath the death
the heart's dead passion
Shriek, wail, howl
hear the colors
in the silent screams
buried within you veins
synesthesia
anhedonia
lifeless drum
and empty shell
the husk waits
to be filled
give up, give in
pointless sin
smiling pain
under broken sword
rusted shield
can't protect
failure
nothing
nothing to protect
no one
run.. run run
always searching
looking..
along the empty roads
feelings..
remember
memories, tears, tearing..
ripping shredding
agony..
release..
fade..
a wish..
a dream..
hope..
lost
can not exist
like this
reason..
purpose...
a screeching cry
unfelt
in a moment
when I could not help..
a moment I called for saving
a moment, gone
erasure
I don't belong.
Kaloriinn. James. Mason
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Kaloriinn Mason
I have been writing for years.. I don't have much posted here, considering everything I have or have lost over time. I have been writing songs and turning old works into music lately
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