Waves o' despondency hit me harder than ever before; I drown; yet it leaves a burning ember of which I crave more. Addicted to the deliration and despair that comes o' so naturally - a new found love for the darkness that lives within me.
The angel of death kissed me and my mouth sputtered out rusty crimson blood It slid down my cheek and dropped vertically off my chin Down to the ground, Hitting hard against the concrete floor of this cell I watch it spread out and soak in Little dribbles hitting down again now and then
I hear the steel doors shake Piercing rattling in the hollow hall I hear a shriek
My hair stands on end Pricking my neck Goosebumps rise Pushing the air away from me
I am cold Cold skin and a cold heart It beats so slow Maybe it will stop soon, altogether Oh god I hope so
Kristina, my friend that I adore. Kristina, you smiling bubbly joy. In the dark hours we talked and talked. When the summer came the world we walked. I held you close when times we tough. You held me back, strong but not rough. Your eyes glisten a deep dark brown. A face to beautiful to know a frown. And then he came. You speak with him, while I wait in the rain. My hopes and dreams circling the drains. But still I'm happy that you are too. Because that is love if the love is true. I hope he makes you happy, stays loyal through thick and thin. But we both know that’s not the case. So why did you choose him?