i'll spend forever picking at threads on my sweater and listening to the wolves howl to my wild side soon the threads will unravel and ill be free to embrace corruption
a corrupted soul is better that the light and weary
a cosmic heartbeat lost in time, suspended in space a cold embrace nebula eyes and milky way skin never to commit a sin asteroid temper and moon cold grace dancing in a frayed chase
would you let me be a hero? take a break for awhile and hand over the reigns I promise ill do everything I can to save you even if its your own demons haunting honey even if its from yourself
probably doesn't make sense to you but it does to me <3
darling is my song sweet enough to draw your soul to me can I lure you like you lure me? are you frightened ? that ill drag you under the icy waves bring you to the end of your days? why is a sirens love never returned? are we just made to feast on the pure and never endure the feel of real love
sometimes it feels like my mouth is stitched shut maybe to prevent me from saying the wrong thing? but when the stitches fray and im allowed the luxury of voice it seems like wrong is the only language I know
im so tired of ordinary I need extraordinary I crave a life filled with magic in the smallest of things and love riddled with passion and never having to endure boredom my heart is so closed off can it open enough to feel a touch of love it doesn't even have to be love I just want something more something extraordinary
I find it funny how they never see im not the beauty they seem to think my soul stirs in the dark of night fearing light they see the beauty but not the beast why don't they realize we are one? don't be deceived my heart was made to never please
my heart, encased in frost keeping the burning in and the cold out but the burning is yearning to be set free do I let the warmth go? let the cold in? eventually the fire is going to burn me and ill be one again vulnerable to the cold of the shadows