"Is it a sin to forgot reality with all its sorrows and disappointments that heavy ones self down, all the memories they dear to haunt in brood day light, standing tall not afraid to hide anymore, is it a sin to pass by with no regret on ones shoulders, walking away immune from all that wanted to swallow ones self hole, my darling I'v been this way for so long and sadly with time I've been narrow with the words I speak, how emotions go through our veins are all logic now, how pain affects the mind and souls are just stories now, I'm a mess I know that before I even met you, you thought you would fix me, oh my darling you can't fix what has never been broken, this is the way I was designed my darling, blood flowing through my hallow veins to keep me breathing until the time that I'll go back to the earth that is where we are all connected, I carry my self day by day walking through memories that souls care deeply for, they would lie and promise to die for another, I walk by observing what goes around me, I pay much attention to details studying how the paint brush moves to create a fascinating painting, how the sky dances carelessly with blue pink violet shades than the  stars follow to play, I wonder upon the trees that go deep down into the soil, how the vines are so similar to our veins they continue to grow so all have green leaves to shelter, that's where I make my memories, you see my darling I'm not wrong for I have my own view of what I see, I choose only to be drowning in my own dark sea"

"What do you do when your worlds come crashing starting to fall apart

What do you think when you see your dreams shining in your sky suddenly drop at such a frightening site

Shes been asked so many questions and she gives no answers only holds with in

She's been walking on thin air alone
Guiding her self through infinity, she's been so far away from all that can be touched

I see her gazing at the darkness and in her arising stare so proud, head held up high though all that she's been fighting for slipped through her finger tips like grains of sand

She know that all she need is a spark that would guide her through  

Ones she was empty  yet her mind was a mad running revere filled with life, beauty and fantasy that she's been hiding so well from existence

She knows The wold is selfish and naive yet she carries her self gloriously and pried with every stork she took filling her canvas

In the way her fingers move with her eyes lining the sketch she's madly in love with all I could see was passion

I see her walking across a nerow rode that's made out of roses, thorns and stone

Been driven by an image that She only can see so clear in a mixture of nightmares and dreams

She knows where the path will lead
A rare talent not everyone comprehends indeed

She has no words only wings of gold that paint the dark sky when she's sowers as a masterpiece"

"I'v been dancing in sin for a while now,
and I'v forgotten how the touch of a kind soul feels like,

I like strange women to be exact, I love the way she moves gauzing at every inch of her body like a painting admiring every stroke of art,
Though all I see is beauty I crave perfection,
I ache for power that would break down my walls than pin me on it, make me drown in her ora, sadly something is always missing in halo beauty, wanting to see the beauty in the way she thinks,

tell me where your thoughts drift too when I touch you,

I'v been dancing in sin for a while now,
Craving imperfections that would match my own,
you could be the Devil that would want to dance again, you can't fool me it would be fun to see you try, I see it in your smile, in your lusters eyes, I feel it in the way we dance my darling, acting like an angel so let us see what you're really made of maybe I'll be mistaken for ones in this life time"