These nights have always been my worst disaster , Nights are my curse , The moon is a monster . . It has its own world . . filled with scarecrows , wicked demons , monstrous creature . . Searching for a soul to feed their desire and thirst . . without your lullabies by my side i been hunted by these things . . your lullabies have melted my body , my soul and each cells in my body dance to your voice . . Sleeping become a day dream . . I m reaching my limits like you reached yours and left me alone with these bunch of heartless creature . . For you i was just a promise you failed to keep . . and you where my only promise i m holding on till now . . and will forever . . .
Love is always been a strange black magic.My vision is getting blur from the smoke forming from my mouth , it is giving me pleasure and taking my life slowly with it , every night it warms my soul , i inhale this thing that kills me to make me feel more alive than before , to make me forget everything for a movement .Each puffs holds screams from my head , It gave me strength to fight my own fears .You become the reason for my drugs . As the nicotine began to effect my cells in the body , the whole world become an hallucination . Every wound make me who i am and every scares will make myown kingdom . Those who commit suicide don’t want to end their lives all they want to do is end their pain . And cigarette are the classy way to commit suicide . .
Will You always be this ache inside me. This empty space filled with my silent tears.
Alone again with the dark , Days when roses climb through my bones like tendrils of memories , Piercing my heart , Clawing my throat , Stem of blood in my mouth , And I remember..” How beautiful was her smile “..
Night when you walk trough ma bones , Tasting each drop of ma blood , Haunting for words , And I wake to your voices in my head , And scattered pieces of my heart in the floor.
It’s another of those heavy nights where I don’t want to move or sleep or get out of the shower and the words forming so quick in my mind that I can’t keep up..
And at every night this shower get hotter and longer and one day my flesh will melt off and you will find me there, A collapsed Skelton waiting for you to pull me out from the drain.
I will not be dead nor alive either.I m just a ghost with bleeding heart.