Droplets of your sour blood collect and form a...
you stand above your gray dead body just starring...
Psychosis erodes my fragile rest,
Whilst demons vomit their evil finesse...
A tingling sensation rolls off my spine.
Knowing that you no longer will be mine...
Shout at the Devil
I ride my bike to the top of the hill...
There's a pit in the ground,
Next to the pit is a mound...
I'm lost,
I'm scared...
Final entry
Dear Diary...
Morbid thoughts of the dead
Laying motionless on the wet dirt ground...
How my eyes now long to witness,
how the breeze can stir the dust...
Pages of insecurities watercolor roads of chalked...
Distancing our love between broken color of...
Wind swept pines bend, to the sounds of the coming...
A crescent pendant sprinkles an eerie mystical...
One wing black, and one wing white,
A soul as dark as pitch black night...