Synthetic Dreams's blog: "Book of Silence"

I whisper to the moon on heaven's fire stones eyes of fire bloomed in ending paths of blood I lie beside myself a disgrace of me to be unrealized my death I scream my pain to see Blackest as the night the soul poured fear and rising through with eyes a golden dawn betrayal Shifting snow blind rose twisted mind to kill a serious smile uphold nightmares come to heal A fallen morning sun the reddest brightest night a laughter of painful clutch a black star died tonight Deadly final sin damned marked tongues dispersed brightest in skull is time to die my love As the minutes spread the pain became stronger humans regret their sins but is too late to wonder The time has come as your life came is gone you'll be forced to see the pain all your children gone The blood, the evil, the shame regrets of what you did but mercy doesn't exist you took it all in perspective Heal, that's all we came here to do shame, of things we all have done love, the love we thought was not real blood, that runs throughout the world.

LOOKIN THRU MY WINDOW OF PAIN, YOU WILL SEE A HEART, FILLED WITH DISPARE, DISGRACE, EMOTIONAL DISILLUSION, DECEPTION, AND GREAT CONTEMPLATION OF INUINDATED DECISIONS THAT SLOWLY DIMINISH A BEAUTIFUL SPIRIT. TENSIONS CAUSE THE HEART TO ABANDON ANY THOUGHTS OF LONG AWAITED DREAMS AND DESIRES. SLOWLY, THE HEART LOSES CONSCIOUSNESS AND ITS MUNDANE REALITY TURNS INTO IMAGINATION OF A CHANGE OF LIFESTYLE. SECRECY AND GREAT TEMPTATION HAVE LEAD THE HEART TO STRAY FAR FROM THE MORAL PATH AND SEEK LUST THAT ONLY ENDS IN EMOTIONAL DEVASTATION AND SEVERED RELATIONSHIPS. BECAUSE IT HAS BEEN SO LONG SINCE THE HEART HAS FELT A TRUE CONNECTION TO THE SPARK, IT PRAYS FOR SOMEONE TO LEAD IT OUT OF PERSONAL PERGATORY AND LIGHT THE PATH TO FIND A TRUE ROSE IN THE SNOW.

Like deep black soot that covers all, Enveloping each crevice that it touches With a smothering adhesive grip, Your gaze sweeps over me. My jovial mood screeches to a halt. The laughter and merriment Snuffed out so abruptly I can’t find my breath. I shiver slightly in the sweltering heat, Painfully aware of the large hand that skims my thigh, Claiming territory from long ago. You knew it was wrong, misused by men just like you. Scenes from my youth Play against my closed eyelids like a nicotine rush. I choke on them, as I did on you. With age, height, threats, you convinced a child Never tell, never feel, internalize everything. I’m old enough to stand up. With a cool gaze I dismiss myself, Go back to the gathering Where like you, no one sees my soot-stained heart.