She feels broken beyond repair
filled with so much doubt...
The ship glides across the long darkened sea
Its sharpened silhouettes soaring high...
In the wind the trees rustling
in the leaf-litter animals, hustling...
Cross my heart,
Hope to die...
Satin dreams of silent screams
A mind apart is whole it seems...
I think still of you, as I lie here in sleep
Of passion, aggression, and a hate which lies deep...
It\'s my very own addiction
Stronger than any drug...
Jet Black Hair
Pale Blue Eyes...
A brief candle; both ends burning
An endless mile; a bus wheel turning...
The sepulchre has lain undisturbed
Time itself never stole across...
Dreading tomorrow
And hoping this storm will pass through the night...
As the needles push into my vein,
As hopes collapse and fall as rain...