This is my coffin
I dug the hole six feet deep
It's actually quite comfortable
Except soon I can't breathe

I laid down in it
Then nailed it shut with headless nails
Pulled the string to let the dirt bury me
Ignited a glow stick so I won't be in the dark

Except now I'm reconsidering
The life of the afterlife
I'm thinking I signed my death warrant
A little bit too hastily

So now I'm six feet under
Dying and wanting to live
Looks like I'm in need of a savior
But nobody knows where I am

Your grace is good.
On my worst day I'm never beyond the reach of Your grace.
On my best day I'm never beyond the need of Your grace.
Forgive me, Abba.

I lay here slain. My body is dead beneath me.
Ambushed from the front, hit with a poisonous dart... why did I not take the antidote?
I just sat down and let the poison slowly **** me.
Placed my left hand over my heart and passed.
Now, as a ghost, I see myself. Eyes are glazed over just as they always were.
I guess I'll just float around, or whatever ghosts do.
At least until I live again.

This
    Desire
      Is
        Killing
          Me
         ­   But
              I'm
                Dead
                  Fulfilling
                    It.

Holding the skull, trying to see the soul
But the sunken eyes, nothing they behold
This darkness in me it feels so cold
The darkness in me is starting to show

Yes, I'm a skeleton at heart
No flesh or organs in me
Stare into these eyes, you will see
The shadows I love, darkness pleases

Skull and crossbones
Poison and acid
Handle with care
I'm quite fatal

Cassandra was her name, a strange girl indeed

A furry was she, a fox/cat hybrid

Very odd individual, never fit in

Because she was so different I did take notice

Thought I, "what an exotic woman! I shall try and have her!"

So I began to woo her, worm my way to her heart

Indeed I was quite successful, because she invited me to her room one night

Kissing we were, on her bed. Lips tasted good, much like cherry

Her pants removed, I decided to get started

Moved my hand down her ******, and then...

Cassandra was HIS name...

I have my suit and tie on (You know I never dress up)
Filet mignon is set with your favorite seasoning
Along with squash and zucchini, your favorite veggies
That wondrous chocolate mousse you love, yeah I got that, too.

I'm waiting on you.

I've laid out the rose pedals on our bed
I've got Elvis playing soft and slow
I've lit the vanilla scented candles
I've sprinkled just a pinch of cinnamon.

I'm waiting on you.

Remembering the touch of your lips on mine
Feeling your body's heat against mine
Remembering the way you taste
Feeling your pleasure matching mine.

I'm waiting on you.

Laying low, just trying not to be noticed
Feeling slow, nothing coming into focus
Just a lazy day with no desire to socialize
So I'll just lay here and try to fantasize.

When I want to give in, I think of you
And all that you've done for me, friend.

I can't give in to this and hurt you
I won't hurt you like this, not in this way.