lostchildhood's blog
black rose
As I sit and contemplate the reason,
Why your hearts so cold.
My heart thumping with fear,
As you pass me the black rose.
The rain washing away my tears,
As I look into your soul.
punishment of life
In the darkness of all expression
Lives the pain I'll never forget
It's a hunger ripping beneath me
My soul is deep with regret
this echo is all around me
It tries to enter my head