Where did all the lights fade out to?
It used to be so bight. But then the darkness came and devoured every last drop of it.
At night. I think of you. I know that the sins and memos that haunt you will come for me. And that it would be so easy to give up.
But then you take my hand. The warmth flows through my veins. It completely covers my skin. And I feel the love that shines both out and in.
This love story involves violence in words and ways. The blood is dipping from our hearts and shows in our eyes.
If I were to leave, you claim your life would be useless.
As valuable as eyes searching for what they can never find from a distance.
But if I stay I feel so wrong. I refuse to go through my life alone.
As the enemies try to pull us away; we both cling onto what we know must stay. Cause without our love there is always hate. And our lives are worthless like the rest of the page.
So hold onto this with your hands and soul.
Cause with out what is alive...
The dead always roam...