Hall of Dead Friends Damned Forever
By Cory L.W. Clark
Walking down this accursed path
Lit by dead lights that offer no hope
The world above me
Seen as guillotines above my head
I wait for my world to come down on me
The floor is a perfect mirror
That I see my own self in
All of it blackened and cold to step on
On the walls of this broken hallway
Mirrors lined up one by one
Showing the reflections of my friends
Some of them are pure and bright
Some of them cracked and fallen
Their broken glass litters the floor
That corrodes the mirror of myself below
Where I step on them
The pain of what remains of their friendship
Stays forever, their pain can't be undone
Their damage dealt, the pain reigns supreme
Over my decimated mind...
I look over my shoulder to see the darkness behind me
My deathly past of shattered mirrors
I can only keep walking until I reach the end
Will my world crash down on me?
Or will I walk on this broken glass
This broken friendship
Forever onwards
Every step further is another step
Into my darkness, corruption
I see the reflections of my betrayers
The reflection of friends never meant to be
I conjure what little energy remains
Regenerate my morals one more time
I slam my fist against it's shining surface
Leave cracks and let the pieces fall
Break the mirror I once wished to see
And to see hope and light falsified
Brings me to tears more
Than the pain of traversing the pain
Of twisted friendships that ended
So abruptly, so painfully....
I see the end now, one grand mirror
Who will fill it's spot inside me?
It's showed me my false hope hundreds of times
Only to leave a grand crack
A chasm taking up the space left for my hope
It's stealing life and adding to my hate
It's sealing my mind and my blackened fate
I journey back down the hall of broken mirrors
Push through the darkness searching
For the shards of 1,000 broken mirrors
Of broken friendships
Of that which has failed me and left me in pain
To help heal the lightbringer
The grand mirror
And push together
A little hope for this ended mind.
I try so hard to rebuild my lovely lifegiver
But nobody can take the spot of this mirror yet
They've tried and left their mark of failure
Pressing my face against it's cold, faded glass
Letting my tears run down it's dead stare back at me
Begging for this one mirror to finally have an angel inside
To look at me with the purest smile
And let me know that this mirror will never break
Let me know that these guillotines above my head
Will never fall for me
Still this mirror is empty...
My tears run true
While I still step upon the remnants
Of hated memories
Of friends I've left behind
The mirrors that I thought would let me live
I broke before they killed me
Ruin me further inside
Walk further under the sky
That threatens my life in vain
I wait for everything to end soon
Gather these fragments of hate and pain
And carry them back to my hope
My last lifeline
At least keep me busy until my life's over
The echoes blast down this hall
The things that which is broken still screams
Their sounds my memories...
They flood my mind and bounce inside
Reverberate and remain
Haunt what's left of my scarred mind
The sounds of my tears
Matching the pitch of the screams
That come from these broken mirrors
But I'll keep walking
Keep waiting for my hope to come through
Or die waiting
Watching more mirrors shatter to pieces before my eyes
I still feel their screams pushing down the blades above
Making me anxious to see if I'll die in here
If the mirror I see my angel in
Will break apart forever
And unleash this hell from above
Let my world fall on me
To end it all
Add another broken mirror
To the Hall of Dead Friends
The Hall of the Accursed Damned Souls.....
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