Imprisoned by a yeaning lust of addiction the hot pipe burns
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
Forgiveness is never forgiven in the gallows of revenge pulling the lever
my soul has abandoned my body in this dark gaze of ungodliness
Grasping your portrait in my sleep I love you madly
Shivers of Innocence Only innocence can hold dreams within
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
So full of hate your demons of evil they wait for your command and hunger
Torn from the womb prematurely there were no baby cries
True Love These awful days of loneliness holds my wayward feelings
Hold on to our passion the end is not the end I see your beauty
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
You’re the essence in love the poem in my heart
*** Dreams neatly folded lying in a dresser drawer