there was once a little boy
who thought he was an inconvenience at times
he was beated and mistreated
thrown aside and left to die
and somewhere along the line
he grew up and was lost in time
lost in time, and trapped in his mind
the man who was once a boy
still cry's because hes alone
in the darkness he now calls home

I cut and claw to get outside myself. I wash until I am red and raw. Noting seems to clean away the feeling that I am trapped in the wrong place. I scream inside my own head until I can't even think. Why am I caught inside of myself, why can't I get out. I look in the mirror and my image is mocking me. I want out of this place, but I can't shed my own skin. So I cut and scratch some more, until the blood drips from my wrist and neck or until I find a way out of this prison I am in.

Trade reality with fantasy
Break away from all that ties me
Get lost in a place where time doesn't exist
To be reborn in a new place, with a new taste
Reveal my third eye and & overcome being blind
Just leave everything behind
Live in this land where habits aren't deadly
Where I could could live on the edge & have no fear of flying

Drinking from a cup of lust, trying to satisfy her fire, she craves passion and intimacy. You can get hypnotized by her eyes or the movement of her body, her form screams take me even in the dark. Be cautious of her ways, she will consume your strength to satisfy her needs. She is only secure when you hold her near and will not let you breathe, for her need to be filled is so great. Such passion burns like a thousand candles, she scorches the soul of her lovers. She is need incarnate, she is a wild creature, she is insatiable.