I want to feel your breath
on my deprived skin
I want your voice
to echo into my ears
and influence all the
voices
to escape my mind
because it's your turn
to haunt my dreams

Passion coursing throughout my veins like fire
the one piece the dots will never connect
exemplified by the one, the one exception
in any given situation
the flame would still cut like jagged steel
a reminder that there can be only one
even if never touched, always that piece will be taken
if only an image could be yanked through a mirror
tortured pain
will never refrain, never go away
until then
tears never cease when you are yourself, The Devil

Darkened, lonely skies; wind playing with night,
The creatures lurking like demons alive.
Their dark red shining eyes giving them sight,
Every corner turned; the path to survive.

Screams emanating from shadows behind,
Terror and fear quickening victims breath.
Feet sprint as brown-gold leaves scatter and wind.
The chase is on, fighting for life, or death.

Sharp claws sink into soft, pure, supple skin,
Crimson liquid seeping from hidden veins.
Then silence, not a whisper, only sin.
The demon has struck; filled himself with vain.

All left behind, scattered bones and sinew,
Death and sorrow made the dark night anew.

The sun awaits me,
far beyond this world of crime,
and drugs, and misery.
It lays a path
beneath my feet.
I follow it untill I can stand no more
and wait and wait for what I was meant for.
I waited hours, days, months, and years
but yet I still find my far away fears.
They take me away
and break my everlasting heart.
They bury me and hide me
and torture me too.
They ersase my beautiful path
I've waited on for so long.
I crash and I burn
and I rip my heart out.
For I don't have any use for it anymore.
They take me to thier king, their lord, thier savior in sight
and take me away
from orders of thier lord.
They then throw me into darkness.
There I will wait
for my end to come.
But wait,
I won't, I can't stay here.
I will find my way out.
I will not wait here, not now, not ever
for my skeleton to turn to dust.
I may be alone,
but I am not on my own.
I will find my path agian
and take my turn.
I deserve to be free
and not treated like the absentee.
I will find a new path
where I can be me.