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Look at my heart, and you will see,
      That I do not eat,
      I do not speak,
      I do not sleep,
      Nor do I breath,
These are things of those who wish to live.

I’ve lost my world, I’ve lost my dreams,
      How many times will I die today,
In this world of shadows dreams,
      In your world, of forsaken deeds.

I’m not the boy you think I am,
      I’m not the man you claim to know,
I’m frozen in the shadows of the real,
      Lost in thoughts and dreams of blood soaked tears.

Hopelessness creeps on over,
      As the world begins to burn,
I see it call, creeping closers,
      Soon these visions will be to much to bare.

What do I have to do to make you listen,
      How can I get this message across to you,
All I want to do is sing,
      Help the world understand my dreams,
Let them know their not alone,
      In this shadowed world, of fallen dreams.

Lost gods wander among us,
      Lost devils plot to kill us,
Worshiped demons work to enslave us,
      And fake deities always seems to be around.

I’m in a world that cries to me,
      Whispers in the trees of the otherworld,
      Calling me to a place that I don’t belong,
I’m here to defender her,
      I won’t let our mother die today.

Shadows creep across the ground,
      As the trees begin to bend,
Lifting their roots, and starting to wonder,
      When will mother nature defender herself again?

I’ll protect my friends,
I’ll defend my family,
I’ll stand strong on this world that we belong,
      Sword in hand, bow on back,
      Ready to defend our mother, till my dying breath.

Humanity has failed, one more time,
      We need to listen to the voices of the wind,
      Comprehend the things she says,
Listen to the forgotten voices in our heads,
      Or Demons and Devils will finally win.

© Jonathon William Dell
‘The Black Hearted Poet’

Description
Look at my heart, and you will see,
      That I do not eat,
      I do not speak,
      I do not sleep,
      Nor do I breath,
These are things of those who wish to live.

I’ve lost my world, I’ve lost my dreams,
      How many times will I die today,
In this world of shadows dreams,
      In your world, of forsaken deeds.

I’m not the boy you think I am,
      I’m not the man you claim to know,
I’m frozen in the shadows of the real,
      Lost in thoughts and dreams of blood soaked tears.

Hopelessness creeps on over,
      As the world begins to burn,
I see it call, creeping closers,
      Soon these visions will be to much to bare.

What do I have to do to make you listen,
      How can I get this message across to you,
All I want to do is sing,
      Help the world understand my dreams,
Let them know their not alone,
      In this shadowed world, of fallen dreams.

Lost gods wander among us,
      Lost devils plot to kill us,
Worshiped demons work to enslave us,
      And fake deities always seems to be around.

I’m in a world that cries to me,
      Whispers in the trees of the otherworld,
      Calling me to a place that I don’t belong,
I’m here to defender her,
      I won’t let our mother die today.

Shadows creep across the ground,
      As the trees begin to bend,
Lifting their roots, and starting to wonder,
      When will mother nature defender herself again?

I’ll protect my friends,
I’ll defend my family,
I’ll stand strong on this world that we belong,
      Sword in hand, bow on back,
      Ready to defend our mother, till my dying breath.

Humanity has failed, one more time,
      We need to listen to the voices of the wind,
      Comprehend the things she says,
Listen to the forgotten voices in our heads,
      Or Demons and Devils will finally win.

© Jonathon William Dell
‘The Black Hearted Poet’