I close my eyes
Relax my mind...
There is a time, or so we hear
where shadowed pasts follow their fear...
Blackened mirrors laced with lies
pools of creeping ivy...
A gryphon lives in my soul.
Its beauty radiates off my skin like the glow of...
In my mind there's a war that I've designed
A battle I fight alone...
Fear, disgust, repulsion, all this and more etched...
Inside my tortured mind the memory of my screams...
Ecstasy rain drops
From candy coated clouds...
Spacious is the room around her
Yet her shadow dwells a corner...
Shes beautiful when covered in bruises
Taking in drugs and sculling down cruises...
Cat's eye on the edge
Of a serrated memory...
A curtain of shadows surrounds me,
this is not how is supposed to be...
Well,
darkness never...