he was beautiful
his words enticing
i thought that maybe
he could love me

but perhaps only in another life

his past is dark
his soul tortured
i thought that maybe
I could love him

even in his eternal strife       l.r.

i am but a corpse
of what I used to be
and they all call out
ms. ****** won't you
come to me

l.r.

blurry eyes
the size of discs
with hollow pain
and ****** wrists

l.r.

open the door to my heart
and mend the creaky hinges
for i am tired of leaving it closed
and having my soul off limits

l.r.

what is sin to a soul
what is a soul to a man
what is a man to goddess

what is a goddess to time if it has all but forgotten her?

l.r.

imagine
for a second
if you will,

that the light inside hadn't gone out

l.r.

i am always wary
of confrontation,
i find yelling frightening.

they're always like
"what scares you so?"

with thunder comes the lightning

l.r.