These battle cries forever in my mind,
Tears streaked with blood and sweat...

Is the talent for writing a gift or a curse?
An eternity of writing just one more verse...

Beautiful blonde hair she had,
When she smiled, she still looked sad...

I have a poem for you, little man,
don't be scared of the boogie man...

These perfect words,
I can't seem to find...

The floors don't seem so even,
The walls are closing in...

Shadowed in the light,
So pure; yet not so bright...

(I thought it was too long a quote so here it...
Red lips- my craving...

Watch the blood-stained ashes break,
As memories draw thin...

Bittersweet perfection,
Brings a tear-drop to my eye...

Darkened hair turned black with sin,
Skin so fare you could see the demon within...

In the dark you whisper satanic melodies,
But lullabies wont keep away the nightmares for...