Forgotten Tales

Each time i make my mother cry an
angel dies and falls from heaven

But when they get to you

when the boy is still a worm it's hard to
learn the number seven

but when they get to you
it's the first thing that they do

each time I look outside
my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape
But when they get to you

when the worm consumes the boy it's never
considered rape
when they get to you

Prick your finger it is done...
the moon has now eclipsed the sun...
the angel has spread its wings...
the time has come for bitter things...

When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you

Yours?

LostKnight wrote: Mon Feb 12, 2018 3:08 amYours?

My eternal suffering?

My sanity?

Or both

I have no idea ask the voices

Ooooo yes, the voices ... they never stop ...
Make sure you listen to the right ones!

How do you know which are the right ones...
Now you've asked the age old question!

Yes I've always wondered about this myselfs

In time you begin to recognize the voices ... the different voices of SELF
the goodSelf,
- the badSELF,
- -the uglySELF,
- - - the greedySELF,
- - - - the benevolentSELF
- - - - - the thankfulSELF
- - - - - - the angrySELF
- - - - - - - the curiousSELF
and more, thousands more, and as you walk through the dark caverns of your mind ...
they will drive you insane if you allow it... seek the calmSELF and or quietSELF to start!

yes yes YES easier said than done ... one more dark corner to turn maybe two ... or more!

Exactly

Insanity is contagious

I went to god just to see
And i was looking at me
Saw heaven and hell were lies
When I'm god everyone dies
Scar scar can u feel my power

He lives inside my mouth he tells me what to say
When he turns the trains on he makes it go away

Then i got my wings and i never even knew it When i was a worm thought i couldn't get thru it

When all of your wishes have been granted
Many of your dreams will be destroyed