Dead Valley (a dream)

[RavenLunelle]

A valley of ashes
Grey and cold
I crawl to you,
You turn away

Dead bodies everywhere
Maggots feeding
Deadnes, darkness, surround me
No life, except for you

They say you're never coming back
I know the truth
They say you ran away
I know you were murdered in the most brutal of ways

They are only voices in my head
They have no control over my knowledge
They think they can hide the truth forever
They should know by now though that it's not possible

I have no control over anything feel or think
What is going on?
How can I not control myself?
My movements have become involuntary

The beating of my heart
The tears falling from my eyes
The inhaling and exhaling of my lungs
The twitching of my body

As I keep crawling,
I spy grotesque gardens
No longer cared for,
But by the souls of those dead

The more I see the less seems real

Crumbling statues that were once men
Dim movement
What does all this mean?
Ghostly town
Plaqued by darkness

Eery sounds fill this space
Where do they heed from?

Where are you?
I can no longer smell your sweet scent

Where do you hide?
Who is it that you fear?
What is it that is taking you away from me?

How can I feel you,
But you not be here?

This valley of ashes
Dead and gloomy
Rasping voices caling to me
Sickening bony hands reaching for me
Suffocating me

Please don't let them take me
Why are you doing this to me?

Who are you?
You are not her.....
It's you.....
You fooled me

It all goes black from there
At that moment, I then woke up

[Malice Alice]

Is your favorite poet, Edgar Allan Poe perhaps?

[RavenLunelle]

yes
I know, it's a little obvious

[Malice Alice]

Originally Posted by RavenLunelle

yes
I know, it's a little obvious

Heh, he had a very interesting life with those he knew and cared for all dying around him throughout his existence. I enjoy thoroughly picking apart his poems trying to find some of his secret meanings that people tend to overlook.

[RavenLunelle]

Originally Posted by Malice Alice

Heh, he had a very interesting life with those he knew and cared for all dying around him throughout his existence. I enjoy thoroughly picking apart his poems trying to find some of his secret meanings that people tend to overlook.

yeah
it's the same here
I've always loved the darkness of his poems
I also love the morbidness xD