In dreams, I do escape,
I fall away from what is real...
Marching to what is surely my death,
As I show no sign of fear...
Hatreds portal to a place deep within,
Dispose the deserts chill...
He slides his fingers up through her hair.
It is merely dusk...
This place is not good,
This place is not right...
Wrists are made for slicing
bones are made to brake...
I live this way
Night, not day...
Darkness hear my prayer
Leave me the Demon...
My father was slaughtered by a chastened cruel...
Wounded weary mother succumbing to her final...
The day is fair, as kind to my reflection and my...
I dance where I run and fly while I feast. My...
Do you think if I hadn't told him, he would never...
The corners of my mind are expanding...
Black on Black
With butterfly clips...