Dont get in my way
of eternal damnation...
As I look in the mirror, I touch what is there,
A male in his 20's, with two tone hair...
Excuse me, please, excuse me miss
I'm here to find myself...
Blue heart
red lips...
My fingers yearn for a time
when they penned...
My hands are yellow
As are my feet...
I am a thing that does not sleep.
The thing that does not embrace the light...
Tonight I saw...
It seems the oceans where I swim
have opened up to me...
I am a faulty fuse on an
expired mortar...
One look-
one solitary zaffre glance...
Darkness sounds me
As I awake in a haze...