This story is nothing but
the darkness of one soul...
My favorite color is black,
because of what i am...
That very feeling
of being loved...
It's the sadness that makes me love you
that makes me question everything about you...
Stars of flame
Descended upon us...
Can you feel it burn you?
Because I can see it in your eyes...
I am numb,
Ive been frozen...
A girl, pale, her make-up smudged,
Clothes ripped, tired as hell...
Are they dreams or nightmares?
I can't tell anymore...
I stand still,
Bathed in the shimmering light...
As I'm walking down the road
in the rain...
Blackened mirrors laced with lies
pools of creeping ivy...