Screaming whispers on a silent night.. fire burning in the deep of my heart.. blackened lights in the mid-night sky.. shadows in the dark..
Author: ALNTARO
I am a tortured Bass player with the soul of a poet
silence of my heart
quickens as the heart stands still.. breathing but never drawing breath.. loving and never feeling..
Dead beauty..
Raven hair, crimson lips Clear blue eyes piercing a hole through the very
Solitude
The same old pain, the same old pain.. The needle in my skin, the razor in my hand.. The blood begins to run as my head begins to spin..