Two ton doors stand still with a wavier.
With floors still moving it gives life a new...
There I was...Watching him.
His eyes fixed onto mines...
He surrendered to an open plea,
The poignant lustful aroma...
She purses her eyelids
In contorted vain...
At the mirror I stared
Ignoring why I was that scared...
Alone and helpless
Travelling down a long forgotton lane...
Scared as he was
he could not imagine...
I can not rise above
This pain it drags me down...
Deep
Deeper...
Our poisoned midnight sun-fire burns
Breaking the surface of childish concerns...
Darkness is a shadow,
it follows you around...
I can hear them screaming
just gnawing at my existence...