Death is black
Caution is yellow...
I am the poet of the dark world
A person who does not deserve to be loved but...
Murdered in blossom time -
yesterday I lived, now my hearts bleeds...
Like a walking pool, Vomit,
You move from place-to-place...
Child of God is that you? -
Shunned by the emptiness...
In the night, when all is quiet-
There appears a curious sight...
Her dauntless mien, is absent from love.
Pity surrounds the surface of her demeanour...
Illustrating the demons, that took over my mind,
dark and evil, They're one of a kind...
Triangular sunflowers littering those various...
linking morning to night again tonight...
My membranes are burning from what you're...
The pain is hot like a lobotomy...
Out of my control
but still haunts me...
I can't look you in the eyes.
They are as cold as I am inside...