Pandemonium
Above her hung an angel with a lamp for its headMocking her, it screamed that she had failed
It's wings were made of broken dreams, the words she never said
Sewn with hopes that never once availed
And this angel she did ask, is there a reason left to dream?
A reason left to wish for something good
And the answer was this: "there is nothing left to seem
Nothing to be, as you must now have understood"
She sailed across a sea of lies and terrible despair
The sea a blur of poison green and black
In a paper-boat with pictures full of dolls, grotesque but fair
She sailed away from all the dreams she now did lack
And the sky was black like tar pits, chimneys rising far away
Now the young girl was alone upon the sea
A heavy fume of black, tormented hatred in decay
Rose from a thousand corpses dreaming to be free
She sang a song of hate, of dreams and angels crucified
A thousand vultures blocking out the sun
And she prayed to her god, even though she knew he lied
The distant shore a sickness now begun
To stretch before her eyes, she wished she might be freed from vision
And not see the tortured shapes that writhed in pain
But the angel with a lamp for head had made it's cold decision
As the mangled bodies dreamt of death in vain
and she walked upon a shore of shattered dreams, nightmares awoken
lying scattered, strange, unmoving things
creatures not yet fully formed, monsters shattered, lost and broken
fluttering across the sand with useless wings
she dressed herself in velvet fears, in shades of dread and terror
the monsters lying screaming on the shore
and atop a broken throne she waited, pondering her error
nightmares fluttered in the sand, yearning for more
The girl dissolved into a thousand black, cold butterflies,
Her song a whisper carried on the air
And to this day it carries on, a whisper of the dreams and lies
That led her to believe, led her to care
Now the angel with a lamp-head dangles life-less from a cross
It's face a laugh at those who dared to dream
That they might sail across despair, seek to traverse the sea of loss
All that now remains, a frozen scream
Poetry by Lalando
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Written on 2009-05-30 at 02:35
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