I had longed for your security
You were supposed to protect me...
She wraps me in her cold embrace,
placing a kiss upon my lips so soft...
I have
no one...
All this distance in between,
the songs I write that you won't sing...
Bleeding mascara runs from her eyes down to her...
She has finally shut herself down, she is so tired...
Sometimes I just want to feel like I am flying
When my feet are on the ground...
You push me off a
mountain of possibilities...
I do not have a fever
yet I'm burning inside...
On blankets of woven moon clouds
my mind trys to escape...
She's sitting in the dark again
staring at the wall...
My scars on my body tell the stories that I can't
they tell about my pain...
She's covering the walls in blood with her...
inking up pages of poetry with drops of blood from...