The lonely forest
Silent whispering willows...
Once again they are calling
speaking of wonderful things...
An imaginary world I call my own
I go there everyday after school when i go home...
Here down below the face of the crust
there's a horizontal clay with open eyes...
* okay before you complain in my comments that i...
I see her there on the floor...
In the garden of diamond roses and emerald leaves
Where the silence is shattered by the murmuring...
Streaming hair so soft and blonde,
Is too complete for a respond...
The crows.
They fill us with fear...
Darkness is my home
loneliness my secret pain...
Through a paintbrush, a story is told
With each stroke and each touch...
Vampire kisses gently caressing my skin
Vampire teeth so close to my vein...
My own dark little world,
nothing really happens here...