As a child I had no choice
other than be imprisoned with two mad adults...
I gazed outside a fog, flamed window.
There were things within a dark sky...
Watch the darkness erupt from above
Watch the pain embedded cease the light...
Cotton fog pillows -
I see your long embracing...
The blade wants your blood
The blade wants to feed...
Thousand wounds
by the distance's sword...
Dont love me
dont care for me...
What would you do if you knew what I were...
That sometimes I imagine your blood splattered all...
Poetry, no one knows you as much as I do,
you are not beauty born from roots...
Crashing waves torment wires interlocked with...
As sparking jolts sizzle heart strings into acidic...
The nightfall wrapped in silence
Falls upon frost bitten rose hill...
Why'd you leave me?
Why'd you have to go...