with the chill of the wind
audible in the close distance.
the morning droplets on the dead skin
painting a landscape of hopeless worlds
that will soon perish.

under the still darkness
moonlight glistening on your skin,
under the twisted spell of life
I hold you down and feel your soul breathe
holding you tight until you can finally feel.

I've seen demons, angels and dust
like shadows casted by the old man,
I've seen beauty in the ugliest of places
seen demons with pretty faces
followed angel with a dark hollow heart
baby I've seen, well I've seen nearly all

come lay down for a moment
let that moment never stop
let your wrongly placed tears leave your face
they can live on my chest instead..

rest your fears on my darkest corner
from there I can easily protect you,

lay on me for a second
I like to feel your small trembles,
let yourself feel a little closer to home

quiet down for a moment,
let the tears dry up
your eyes carry so much pain
they don't allow you to see clearly when wet

kiddo, allow yourself to be you
life will never be easy
for this is not living,
but let every step you take under the ****** whisper of sorrows
testify to yourself, that despite everything
the demons cry to have you, because the can't

Dark that seems bright
Like tears down my black soul
Under the night light
Of a timid moon

Beg me to stay so I can go
Mock me or hate me,
So I can numb some more

Shadows that look alike
Like trees on the distance
That hold me alive

Dark is the night
When all i see is your smile
Fading away in the background
Hold me one last time
Dont let me go tonight

The anger surrounding me
Taking over what seems to be everything,
Whats the point?
Whats the point on being nice?
If after every minute
Im last in the race…
Tailored to protect and love
Hammered to hurt and be alone.
Im loosing
Loosing myself again
Loosing everyone again
Im loosing again,
There must be a different way
I don’t want to feel
I don’t agree with life
Or rather life
Doesn’t seem to agree with me…
Then so be it,
If we aren’t getting alone the leave me
Life, just please leave me…

Not sure if its your scent
Might be your sense of humor
Tho Im sure it could be
The way you feel.

Cant quite make it
Why you look at me the way you do,
Why you shy up when I look back
Or how you rock when we kiss.

Cant take it apart
I just cant pick a favorite part.

Is it the way you smile?
Or the voices you make
To match the emotions
When you talk about things.

Or is it maybe your touch
The sensation of your skin?
The way you hold my hands
Or how your fingers dance over my skin.

Cant take it apart
I just cant decide which side of you
Makes me happier