I'm cold and alone, and I may just fold to the nights sweet song. My eyes would close, and I'd be gone for what I chose might be too long. My eyes may weep tears that none will ever see, but they could chase away fears of you escaping from me while my head may just whirl and my heart may just ache, in my dreams I will twirl and be held in my wake by the arms I've grown accustomed to and kisses of love, lust, and wonder... The only place I could ever be closer to you... And then I lay there with my ears full of thunder and eyes seeing lightening leaving me forsaken with thoughts and figures so frightening... I don't want to get caught by anything in here... I'll just hold my breath while crying each salty tear and see each length of each finger beckoning me... Dragging me closer with curiosity...
One step,
two step,
three step,
four......
Have you met my demons before?