The lifeless nights
The fog-filled days
I miss my step
You are my crutch
But to trust in you
Is to trust in Satan
The healing you offer
Is vile and tainted
Yet in my eagerness,
In my haste
I gave way to your seduction
And I became sedated.
Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 8:11 AM UTC
The lifeless nights
The fog-filled days
I miss my step
You are my crutch
But to trust in you
Is to trust in Satan
The healing you offer
Is vile and tainted
Yet in my eagerness,
In my haste
I gave way to your seduction
And I became sedated.
