I am deserted. Trapped. Alone.
Forever to be shunned into the darkness as if I were the monster, yet I am only human.
Are they even human? Are they living?
They breathe, walk, and blood flows through their veins. But they don't live.
They survive.
Abandoned once more.
I no longer care.
I don't want to be among those creatures.
I'd rather live in silence.
In solitude.
In the deep. pitch black womb of the spiders den, is where I call home.
Stuck. Unable to move.
I like it here.
Don't I?

Nothing about us was real, was it? Were we just too blind to see we'd never work? When my heart belonged to another...
And when yours did as well.
You made my emotions swell and my heart rip.
I may not have loved you as I claimed, Yet I still care for you.
So when you look into her eyes, and I'm all alone, I know you'll think of me. As I hang from this tree.

Although we speak rarely now.
Although we see each other maybe once a year
I still feel like I'm trapped. When I look into your eyes.
Those hellish, dark drown eyes.
His eyes, Dark against his tan skin, Wrap up so well with his smile.
That devilish smile.
And his dark locks wavy and thick,used to frame your slender face all too well.
That messy, gorgeous hair.
You look like Edward Scissor-hands.
Although, you aren't as fictional.
Well. Maybe you are.
I've lost you. in the haze of her smile, and the bits of ******* you inhale.

Touch so soothing, soft and gentle
Not cold, rough or experimental
Eyes unending as the seas
Carry me off with a cool, calming breeze
Speaking in a musical voice
Captivated, i have no choice
Feel the warmth cascading down
Engulfing me, all around.
Now awake, sheets cold as stone
Looking around, but still alone.