Lately i've been thinking
That i cleared a whole side
Of my room for you.
Because
Your presence should be
Framed when your
Visits arrive.
They are
White and glowing,
So bright, i sit staring
At my bedroom floor
Thinking i must be
The only fool.

In his nightmare
black rain fell and
clogged their first
kiss, now suffocating
she dies in his arms, now
their love is a floating
ghost, as she turns
into ashes and the wind
send her crumbling
into the setting sun...
her love was a vampire.

It seems to be cold in here
Inside the empty head
Of you, the end of you. when
You speak, your pink, pink snout
Spouts out poison, and
Wihtout a doubt they believe
In you... idiots, well i know, yes
I know what this about, i
Have most definately figured you
Ou

I am a prisoner in a war of idiots,
The stomping feet of waltzing
Hypocrites pave the way of
A brave tomorrow, choke the
Throat of passion and sorrow
Kill my drifting breeze of
Thought, i have been captured, i
Have been caught, i am a prisoner
In a war of scowls,

Ive seen you sitting in your bed,
In your brown gown of dead flowers
And inside your room, in its
Corners where spiders crawl,
And a sour dream centipede slips under
Your mattress until it's time, oh,
Oh, gimme that back, i want my back, back. oh your beauty, let it rot,

...last week i could not believe what i would see the tears rolled down softly nudged down the stairs oh so sadly.
we could steal the trugh to never be seen. one stair two stairs three stairs go spiraling at best a cracked head will stop you smiling. playful blood streams trickling and smirk

You are every ounce of horror
Every reminding second of a
Completely terrible life, you're the
Single most constant mistake
Of why most my bodyaches.
And from the cold iron shackles
You locked around my heart
To the chunks of my life you picked
Out from your teeth

That whisper, your lovely
Curling razor, mistakenly wound
Around my tongue to squeeze
Some fucking truth from
That wicked obsession, your obsession,
Where i can pass by.
They do that when you're dead.
Alive i could count stars,
And you counted screams, so
If y