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As I touch the fountain's blood,The numbness of my heart flows through my finger tips,
Feeling nothing but comfort in all of the pain,I try to hide my emotions but am overcome by contentment,
I see your face,End my pain,And as my hand becomes one with what gives life,I know what I am,
What I am to become,And what my puspose is, And yet - I am as blank and clear-minded as a heaven-sent child, Yet from hell I am,Tears may flow from my eyes,But come from my soul,Words may come from this love,
But are from my heart,To understand me is to know whats wrong,And pain is your only hope.
And its like i never had u
In My Eyes
I've closed my eyes so many times before,
And I know why, my heart aches more than before,
I tried to fix a problem, that can never be resolved,
But by one prayer, and one faith,
I can at least hold on.
I look out my window,
And all I see is gray,
In a brightened sky of endless blue,
In my eyes it fades away.
My hands reaching for a cure,
For a will to carry on,
And all I see is a dead end,
Only a little candle shines on.
Forward,
Backward,
And in between,
I've crawled...
Tried to hide from past mistakes,
But find me in my cowardly state,
And I'm so........ashamed.
I look out my window,
And all I see is gray,
In a brightened sky of endless blue,
In my eyes it fades away.
I've tried to keep a smile on,
To show that I'm okay,
But I've failed in the chance.
And found that acting is no more a game.
And all I see is gray...
In a brightened sky of endless blue,
In my eyes,
It fades away.
your only my everything. . .
The cold razor glides across pale skin, leaving a crimson trail in its wake. Flowing in ever present streams down your slender throat I watch mistified as if in a trance. Dipping my head to taste of this abundant feast, almost inaudibly you sigh tantilizing me. I trace the collum of your throat down to the hollow where the crimson blood has welled slightly, again you sigh. I can not get enough of you, your taste your touch, they consume me. Burning, purging, melting away into something even hotter. Again I am at the hollow your your pale throat lapping, taking, never saited. I want you, I need you I claim you as mine. This time I bite down hard where the blood is flowing freely. I hear your cry of ecstasy. With your blood on my lips I whisper sacred endearments holding you as you fall. You are a part of me forever and always I will never let you fall.
But I am happy. . .
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