Who is that man in the road I see?
The man who stares right back at me...
Because of my father
The love of my life...
There is a story,
One that must be told...
Delicate patterns, shallow and deep.
beauty in crimson from my hands to my feet...
His name was...
whispered only in the moments...
The forest of pain,
with creatures of the night...
I can feel the heat on my skin,
as it breaths down my back...
All the guys she knew had to get the test done
just as a precaution...
Fake me walked home on Thursday night,
And came straight through the door...
Whoever said Love was nice lied
but im never so sorry i tried...
Love my Depression.
Trigger my inner Emotions...
You cannot see
You cannot feel...