**She bared my heart, that I did not know I owned,
and led me to the light. To redemption? Back to Hell?
To some in between twilight...**
*He saved my life, but ****** my soul,
confusing me my way. To Love?! To Hate?!
To find a hole and hide away...*
**I scream her name...
But I am alone, and only unrepentant ghosts can hear.**
*He can never know...
That much- Thank God- I know that much is clear.*
**I cry, and Demons are not moved;
To them, seeing a man in pain- even their king- is a sight not so queer.**
*I cry, and Angels do not care;
The only waters shed in heaven are joyful, pious tears.*
**When I left, my soul came again unlatched;
and my heart closed, left again to cruelty's treason.**
*When I returned, my wings were intact;
but my heart burned for the reason.*
**Though you thought I hid
my face from shame;
All the rage and pain... for you? All I did,
I would do it all again.**
*When you left, to my shame,
my heart followed you to Hell.
Though you wear such rage and pain...
I confess you wear it well.*
But he can never know my shame
But you do not care to hear my pain.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC
**She bared my heart, that I did not know I owned,
and led me to the light. To redemption? Back to Hell?
To some in between twilight...**
*He saved my life, but ****** my soul,
confusing me my way. To Love?! To Hate?!
To find a hole and hide away...*
**I scream her name...
But I am alone, and only unrepentant ghosts can hear.**
*He can never know...
That much- Thank God- I know that much is clear.*
**I cry, and Demons are not moved;
To them, seeing a man in pain- even their king- is a sight not so queer.**
*I cry, and Angels do not care;
The only waters shed in heaven are joyful, pious tears.*
**When I left, my soul came again unlatched;
and my heart closed, left again to cruelty's treason.**
*When I returned, my wings were intact;
but my heart burned for the reason.*
**Though you thought I hid
my face from shame;
All the rage and pain... for you? All I did,
I would do it all again.**
*When you left, to my shame,
my heart followed you to Hell.
Though you wear such rage and pain...
I confess you wear it well.*
But he can never know my shame
But you do not care to hear my pain.
