Here the little voices in my head
screaming crying what a dread...
A kiss is pure bliss,
But your kiss is madness...
~Fistly, i may be kinda confusing. I had to write...
The Shadows Whisper...
Unholy cry
Pathetic try...
Fear, disgust, repulsion, all this and more etched...
Inside my tortured mind the memory of my screams...
An empty smile,
with an empty soul...
I cut myself
And watch me bleed...
String with eyes like those of snakes
Im not like you...
Fingers like razor blades
So grip my throat...
There's a puddle on the floor,
And that's all you see. Nothing more...
Don't close your eyes
Danger lurks beneath the mind...
They sharpen there pitchforks
They sharpen there blades...