A rose blooms
Clearly in sight...
I see angels dancing by
Across an empty auburn sky...
Your breath stops,
There are no cops...
Swept me so effortlessly into your grip
Fascinated by your pitch black eyes...
He grabs a gun from under the bed.
what to use it on but her head...
Loose strings pulled from bloody slits
a heart once held together by every stitch...
I am an angel.
I am the wolf...
I'm nothing more but a Soul
Wandering the earth forever...
You hold the gun
To my face...
Warily walking through the woods,
fearing the highwaymen of Hell...
When at night you sleep and dream,
Are you frightened? Do you scream...
As soon as I close my eyes,
These pictures I begin to see...