I can't hold on to myself
I am maddening...
She fell to earth
Torn her, wings...
The years on end beings have died
On every graze has one laid a bleak bouquet...
As the blood drips from my open veins
A tear runs down my face...
Soft feathers of light
draw back the warmth of night...
If I was a shadow, Id hide behind doors,
So no one would see my unwanted core...
I remind myself of a maggot,
squirming for your touch...
Funeral life is one i lead,
burrying the dead, the blood i bleed...
I envy the dead
Because they don't feel the pain...
Hope when i leave you cry blood from your eyes...
A soothing sense of calm; the safe haven of my...
A simple state of nothing where everything's...
Every morning I wake
Standing in front of that forbidden mirror...