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..
As beautiful as the night sky and with eyes reflecting the moonlight. A kiss from her velvet lips entangles my mind and brings forth what was lost. Her mellifluous touch reconciles my blemished soul as luscious lips meet underneath the weeping willow.
I stared into his eyes for hours. I would imagine them Changing from the dreary gray they were, into the deep green that were her eyes. He stared and questioned me, “Why is it that you stare into my eyes the way you do?”
But I am just buying it, delusional device may have become after long time of charmed reality. the howl it claims its needs for blood, beyond the night and its cooled breeze, the moons cry at all. Greened eyes drop way of healing, perhaps around the shade in the shadows reflect the true vainest thoughts… Continue reading the ache
stop me from breathing when the moons not blue take away my feeling when its a scarlet hue
i am trapt in this world waiting for a new day to come misery and darkness suicidal thoughts
I lay and cry until the end of time The world will be blown apart Everyone has done there own little part I believe everything is in vain
As you sit there with you’re powdered faces you do not understand. You pass judgement as your eyes glide over me. And with that moment I am labeled, a pettie label, that condems me.