I hold a secret
A secret to big to tell...

Words on a page
Different in what they be...

An invisible hole,
A missing key...

A beam of bright gold
Blinding rays per glance...

A shine in the distance
A spark in the night...

Every lie could be our last
Every sorrow could last long...

Darkness surrounds all
Shadding a shadowy mist...

Love is a poison
Happiness no cure...

We will not run away from our fears...

Vhained to the wall like a captured beast
Not allowed a morsel of food, definetly no feast...

If one word could describe me it would be...
Who knew my macabre horrors were realistic...

Avoid French toast at all costs
Belail= biggest fear...