a pale moon rising
stars glistening
in pools of ebony light
yet in me
there lies an unease
a phoenix waiting to take flght.
a soul that cannot be captured
a heart surrounded by thorns
a wall built so high for protection
an emptiness that forever mourns.
come to my web if you dare
said the goth to the fly
i will rip out your heart
and mess with your head
and when i am done
feasting upon your flesh
you will no longer wish to survive.
for i am the thoughts
that torment your brain
fill your body with lust
chaining your heart
however insane
to another
made from dust.
i am the one
breaking the rules
of thoughts that never should be spoken
i am the one
whos twisted and bad
damaged goods that remain
eternity broken.