ShadingMyColors

He drew his bow across the strings Standing on the rooftops - loud it sings His violin plays above all other sound His sanity - lost - had now been found Music fills the heart - heart fills the soul Happiness floods the mind - and he's reborn as a whole.

When everything's dark and the world's efface Just travel to your happy place Over the crest of my mind is a spacious place Where ravens fly in silence The wind's so free in the aerospace And the naked trees in the moon's embrace The martyrs march in this commonplace Where death stalks the air Cries call out from the interface And fire breaks out from everyplace I greet my fate with calm and brace Where my demons smile upon me This - is my happy place

"What's wrong?" Well, I spend my days away from family and find new places to hide. Although, when I'm alone I find myself feeling less dead inside. I dream of growing wings, to carry me away here; I dream that one day they'll save me from all of my pointless fear. I don't know why I think of flying from the all ones I love, maybe it's because of all the things that hate me up above. I know there's no reason for me to feel dread, but most people most people don't seem to care what I'm feeling inside my head. "I'm just tired."