I cry for a lady I never knew I grieve with inner pain and my heart weeps with the wish I could have met her No memories of my own only sweet stories of a special lady weaves it way through to my soul I cry for a lady I never knew she
light through darkness and thick smokey fog, like an eye that watches over the Harbour City. its beauty entrances those it catches with eyes peered upward towards the glow in the sky. it’s our moon, its chest out through the fog and cloud, brightly loud with pride, just like us. a game of peek-a-boo
When you feel The urge to eat It must be time to Go to sleep if you can’t seem To go to bed Think about the last time you read Pick up a book And open a page Let the words take Away the hunger rage Perhaps have a sip Of your
Shadows cast through the eyes as pain pierces the heart a fresh wound as knife slices through skin draws blood hand reaches in to pull rips out part of soul inner demons fight to keep the rest in it belongs to them numbness draws a smile upon the face to fake the battle has not
Each breath seems to push the feelings further into the endless black pit hidden within the body.
I sink my teeth into the neck of the novel as I crack open the cover and pierce my eyes upon the first page. I taste the sweet succulence of victim’s blood as if I were the one to feed. Swept into my fantasy through the words of another, carefully balance each existence as I
See light beyond darkness And darkness beyond light To balance between Two worlds Resist the pull From either side Keep the tempo The heart beats silent Shut away from the Destructive surround sound My own music Separates yet Blends Fantasy and reality Distracted from my own Distraction Frazzled and frayed I bleed Not from open