Senses fade
into the white of the softness...
As the sun sets in the evening,
As the sky dims to black...
The clouds hit the moon and cover it, it is dusk,
His time, he enters the house with eyes so fierce...
What does it feel like to be on fire?
Engulfed in the pain of pure desire...
Denial...
The colors of happiness just but fades...
Sometimes, I like to sit out at night
and stare at the big round moon...
I want to show you the way
Where angels only have eyes in the day...
I hate them all
They can die and rot in hell for all i care...
**Still a work in progress comments and...
Walk into the Inferno of your own free will...
This hopeful wisp of common sense
Has often lead me to your arms...
Rest has become seldom
Temptations have become my master...
She died last night
on the bathroom floor...