His touch electrocutes the air
circling me, his hands are vultures...
When I was a child,
a night time was something to truly fear...
Your presence drains the life out
of my lungs,breathing becomes...
Feel the breeze cold,melody chime
Overhaul shadows belong the rhyme...
Sade dit moi
Qu' est ce que tu vas chercher...
.
devoid of freshness...
Barely breathing,
heart not beating...
Frenzy fists pound against the door,
hoping...
Break.
Breaking...
When did this clock start screaming?
When did these walls begin to bleed...
Blood like fire, quick to spread.
drag me deeper under head...
Plethora of lies estranged from the insipid stare...
taunting my tender sentiments and our porcelain...