docholiday1974

The silence and dark weighs on my soul the expanse of alone grows larger around me like the room around me falls away like a black hole leaving me, small, alone, afraid and weak this isn't a dream I am awake scared to open my eyes for fear that what I fear is REAL This silence and dark heavy like a mist its hangs thick on me like a drape I cannot find a way to snap out of this my silent prison I can never escape

This is not a story that starts out with some metaphoric line that is somehow ominous of the story to come. This is not the story of triumph over adversity. This is a story about evil. As kids, we believed in the boogie man, monsters, demons and anything else that makes ghost stories great. As adults, we dismiss these as myth or fables. We are wrong. There are no supernatural creatures however, or paranormal disturbances. But there are monsters, and there is evil. It just comes in an everyday package. Joe left for work just like he did every other day. Fight the morning traffic to get to a place he didn't much like in the first place. He was

Rain falls upon the night a rhythm for the soul Lightning flashes its brave light onto the world below Rain drops healing the wounds that only time can mend Bringing peace later than soon to the weakend hearts of men

Surrounded by sunlight bright and cheery Though with my soul's blight dark and dreary People walk by me with not a clue What lives inside me haggered and blue

I know you though you don't know me I know your charge and the verdict is guilty You may fool them but I know far too well that someday we'll meet even if it's in hell Then you will answer for all of the pain and you will pay My hatred remains Though you may walk thou this life like the rest unlike all of them hate for you burns in my chest I will not forget though your judgment's deferred I will not forgive but someday you'll answer Be it on this planet or after this world I swear on my life I'll settle the score

Dread attaches to the goal and drags it down to ruin Slowly weighing down our soul and leads us all to doom Fear attaches to our hopes and steers them off the path Pulls our dreams down the slope and all thats left is wrath

Empty space Nothingness Ignorance would be bliss Less to know less to fear Failure would seem so much less Self aware is a curse Funhouse mirror distorting all reality is

Rage against the powers that be Rage against the evil in me Terror that strives within us all Terror that drives us to the fall Fear that makes a stronger foe Fear that makes us live in woe Strength that fails us for false hope Strength; a hallucination to help cope Faith in others to keep us safe Faith in weapons to hold the gate Pain inside us we cannot lose Pain from paying everyone's dues Love that seems to escape us all Love that is false and ready to fall Hope that this isn't all life has Hope we're not victims of our past Dream of those who dream of you Dream a dream than can't come true End the pain and the strife End the fal

All things that are there things that I needed All of the people that stare when I was defeated Leave me to be by myself please, so I can think Don't make me face that swell please don't let me sink I don't understand this life but then it makes perfect sense up and down, it goes round and round we're just victims of circumstance Tell me why it works this way Seems to be simple All the things that jump and play ignore all the evil..