Don't kiss me with lies any
more, I know the bladed...
If you don't know then I will tell
There's no such thing as heaven when we live in...
Strangers in masks
everywhere I look...
I met you in a crowded room,
as crowded as the closet in my bedroom...
In the kitchen-
Fingertips trace ashes splattered over counters...
Around and round the cursed trudge round the...
the aisles of Hell, damnation and despair...
I made you so many promises
that you knew I couldn't keep...
Eventually,
the smell of food teases my stomach...
I used to be afraid of the dark
until you introduced me to hell...
I can still feel the burning in my throat,
as you forced your liquid poison inside...
I will admit that I hide under the cover,
smothered by fear...
For years
silences takes the presence of my lips...