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