Sick transgression
a twisted obsessions...
Ninety-nine men
Walked in straight lines...
In the dark depths
Of the silent water...
"Murder," I wrote
On the walls of my heart...
AS THE LIGHTS DIM AND THE SHADOWS APPEAR
I FEEL THE COLD CURIOUS EERINESS OF THE PLACE WRAP...
I'm falling apart now
And slipping away...
I look hard in the reflection
I try so hard to see who is looking back at me...
Her eyes surceed of sorrow
She looked away too soon...
You can't always see
The pain a person feels...
She hears him open the door
As she lies still on the bed...
Now, now, think it through,
Don't you see the black and blue...
I sat in the darkness
I lived without light...