She looked deep inside
where thoughts collide...
Suddenly you are a slave to your own song
You are completely exhausted but you keep going...
Controlling ways of Love
Inflicted...
Darkness is around me
No light to be seen...
I feel eyes
On my back...
I slit my wrist and then I curse
The moon has finally eclisped the earth...
Standing room only,
not even room to kneel and pray...
She came to me
like an apparition; white hot, clad in a wreath of...
Haunting screams echo throughout the attic,
My ears assaulted by their deafening fear...
The phone call that came
was one I almost expected...
I am your swordarm
Your shadow...
I have scars on my mind
and scars on my wrist...