TheTinGirl
Active Member
The lack of struggle is amazing...
Swirling dark thoughts can take over my mind's eye,
Without even a thought from me.
It's like a bruise that spreads over your soul.
Painless but difficult to look at.
A limp right hand barely holding a lit cigarett.
The moon has been brighter since I've known you.
Odd confessions, written on index cards,
Falling out of a black top hat.
Can you hear me now?
I feel like thee slightest glance, touch-
Raises your blood pressure, the tone of your voice.
The fetal position becoming mandatory
Though I'm having trouble keeping my shaking hands-
Right where they belong.
Every touch threatens to infect you with me.
Deeper and deeper we fall into each other-
My blood carrying the shadows through you!
Through your fingertips, your lips...
It's a black, white, and red world.
Happiness, caught and glowing in my hand-
Seems to have faded before I could feed it.
I feel you watching me, expecting me to smile.
My mind just doesn't understand anymore-
All I can do is stop trying.
Swirling dark thoughts can take over my mind's eye,
Without even a thought from me.
It's like a bruise that spreads over your soul.
Painless but difficult to look at.
A limp right hand barely holding a lit cigarett.
The moon has been brighter since I've known you.
Odd confessions, written on index cards,
Falling out of a black top hat.
Can you hear me now?
I feel like thee slightest glance, touch-
Raises your blood pressure, the tone of your voice.
The fetal position becoming mandatory
Though I'm having trouble keeping my shaking hands-
Right where they belong.
Every touch threatens to infect you with me.
Deeper and deeper we fall into each other-
My blood carrying the shadows through you!
Through your fingertips, your lips...
It's a black, white, and red world.
Happiness, caught and glowing in my hand-
Seems to have faded before I could feed it.
I feel you watching me, expecting me to smile.
My mind just doesn't understand anymore-
All I can do is stop trying.
