Look at you.
You've got it all...

Icy to the touch,
This heart that never beats...

Silently screaming.
No-one will know...

You call my name.
I stop and turn...

Angel?
Or demon...

You are...
A strange and confusing being...

You move closer,
My heart begins to beat...

I approach the room.
Door's closed...

Crimson tears fall from my eyes,
The tide it bursts forth...

These words,
They spring from my mouth...

*kind of a follow up poem to 'Apocalypse' *
A lonely view...

End of the world.
Apocalypse is here and now...