Until The End, Part One.

She was lost once again,
When the darkness crept in;
And the demons she buried,
Came knocking again...

They clawed at her mind and they tore at her heart;

She knew it was time,
This was how it would start.

With a whisper in silence,
A rattle of chains,
They came for her (Taunting),
They called her by name.

They led her astray,
Filled her cup with despair;
She heard them all mocking,
But no one was there...

[over and over, an ominous game]
They wanted her broken, and lost, with no name...

They wanted her anguish to blacken her soul;
To tarnish her spirit, so she never felt whole;
They wanted her fearful, and lost - all alone,
With skin made of glass and a heart like a stone.

[until she would end] lost and alone…

The Silence of the Graveyard.

How can I say, when it all fell away?
When the tethers that bind became weathered and frayed...
When the moments I cherished, the stories I made;
They crumbled beneath me, and drifted away... 

The shadows, they came for me, deep in the night;
The darkness devoured all sound and all sight.
As silence embraced me I swore I could hear;
A whisper, a warning - that the end had drawn near...

[though deep in the darkness, I will follow the light;
though chained to the empty, still I revel in life]

From shadows, they slithered (there was ice in my veins);
My dreams - once denied -  now they howled in my face.
The silence that followed, it carried away,
A lie once believed, that my life wouldn't fade.

(I could wait for my moment, there would always be time.
I didn't yet know that the moment's weren't mine.)


She feared me, refusing to look me in the eyes;
(denial) she hid under such clever lies.
As time moved upon her, she could not yet face;
Her days were but flickers, and would be erased..

Though I whispered each day, softly into her ear;
That I followed her close, that the end would draw near;
Still she told herself that there would always be time;
She would wait for her moment, but the moments were mine...

[for all the years wasted,
and all the days lost;
all her dreams unfulfilled;
much too heavy a cost.]



I shunned the whispers, though they followed me close;
Telling me nothing was yet set in stone...
That as long as a breath filled my lungs up with air;
There was still time for living, though none could be spared.

[a print in the sand that would show I was there]

An echo, a whisper, a life rearranged;
A piece left behind so the world would be changed...
Now silence and sorrow are all that I hold,
Where once was a flame, now my heart has grown cold...

So many years wasted, so many days lost,
Broken dreams (unfulfilled), much too heavy a cost.



[into this place where souls come to rest;  
in darkness I stood, a trespassing guest.]
The spirits, they lingered, with sorrow to bear.
Where once there was hope, now only despair...

I saw that the darkness, it had swallowed her whole;
And I knew that I must, that I must fill my soul.
I must reach for my dreams, I must grip them so tight;
Before I am silenced, by the infinite night...



Then before my eyes, came blackened wings;
That stole my breath, and all my dreams.
I had wasted my moment, my flickering light,
Was stolen, extinguished, on the blackest of nights..

The Whispers.

There is nowhere to hide,
When the dark comes alive;
And it's all in your mind;
And they whisper inside...

[What is offered: denied.]

In each breath that you take;
In between every sigh;
In each fear you can't shake;
Where the whispers reside...

[and the
whispers,
whispers,
echo inside]
...

She stared down her demons - dead in the eyes;
So softly they murmured (such beautiful lies);
They taunted, declaring she must choose a side.
For in light and in darkness her soul did reside...

[deep in the dark, where her monsters would hide]

Behind the masking of dark she wore light;
Her demons - like shadows - were lost to the night.
Though deep in her heart (in a place born of fear),
The darkness would beckon, enticing her near.

In each ragged breath;
Caught between every sigh;
In each little death, where the whispers reside...

[where the
whispers,
whispers,
echo inside]

 

And she said she did know she was wicked of heart;
The monster within, recognized from the start.
And though she had witnessed, she never did fear;
The darkness that fell, as the whispers drew near...

They beckoned: she followed.
[down into the black]

There was nowhere to hide.
[there was no turning back]

For it was all in her mind, she no longer denied;
The whispers, whispers, that echoed inside...

The Echoes.

[all that remains, as our time slips away;
only shadows retained, for all memories fade...]

She awakened to the endless night,
Alone amidst the empty skies;
In blackened realms where shadows die,
And life is but a moments light.

A light that flickers until it fades,
And dreams depart in sorrows gaze,
Where ashes fall upon the waves,
And roses lie on lonesome graves.

A weighted angel takes her place,
Eternal dark her soul's embrace;
And in the endless void she lies,
Alone amidst the empty skies...

...

And her breath slipped away,
And her flesh did decay,
All her dreams, all her fears - all was lost with the days.
And though memories stayed,
For her love did remain;
All that's left to pervade, are the echoes she made...