She walks to me.
An ethereal being.
An earthbound ghost.

I reach out to try to touch her.
Her image shatters at my fingertips,
Like a reflection in water.

She speaks to me.

I stand here, lurking in the darkness, waiting for my time to strike. Will you watch as my nails dig into your throat, the blood flowing like a fountain, painting you into a statue of ruby?

Hold me close dear,
Warm me over a candle,
And inject me into your veins,
So much like a wicked liquid love,
So close to poisoning you,
So close to eating you alive.

I just wish,
For one single second,
I could get her off my mind.
Take one single breath with my mind racing,
Without my endless thinking,
Of how, oh how,

I miss you, but you'll never see.
You'll never see just what you mean to me.
Never notice the way the moon,
And the stars shine when you're sleeping in my arms.

And again I see myself on those dingy back streets, my hands at your throat, and your voice filling the air. Again, I see myself on the fountain, screaming to the world.

I am worthless,
I am nothing.
This I have learned all.
There is no angel behind me,
There is no one here to guide me.
This I have learned all.

Heaven's at my doorstep,