Bizarre antics
twist and coil...
Fifty,
were for you, about you...
I thought your picture was burnt
in my eyes but I was wrong. Never...
I hear voices in my head
Does that mean I am insane...
I think that my subconscious still
keeps some traces of your memory...
Weaving my way through littered alleyways
which separated the past and the future...
Forget me...
When I'm gone...
You think you know what it's like.
But you haven't got a clue...
In your mind, in your skin,
It crawls, it feeds...
Every blood drop on the floor
Hurts like a shot to the core...
It's eyes are so very dark
It's so old it's falling apart...
I watch your vulnerability
cracking your scales...