Your fragile existance, lingers in my mind like a haunting memory. Too frail for a gentle carress, My heart beats dieng inside of my chest. Cold lips touch my skin, Daggers, blades, razors, crimson tears once again.
Too late for promises, To lost for words, Only soft spoken secrets, Too deadly to be heard.
This quickening pace, this raptured lie, Your benevolent scream, My mornful cry. I lie waiting, Lost inside my mind.
Feel this pain, Breath this tradegy, Thick nails, sink into my skin. Cold corners calling my name, Shadows decieving, screaming, living in my mind games.
This is how it ends, This is my final plee, Hold out your hand, And Wait for me...
~Wait for me...~ :: Chelsea McCallie::
LycanRaina · Fri Jan 14, 2005 @ 08:39pm · 3 Comments |