The empty soul

your eyes are like the windows that
only you can see out of…
people try to in those eyes wich
you call windows…
only darkness lives there
no one knows that you have no soul….
what you see is what you get…
each time some one tries to reach
inside of you…. you end up pushing them
aways with a great amount of force
that is unexpainable…
the people around you end up dead…
just with one kiss…
the kiss of death is all it takes…

By ghost ridder

lost n alone in this place taht they call reality her with my boyfriend he is all that matters to me