Sin within, I am God's lost child burning in the madness of the filth.

Apr 09, 2006 07:38

How long has it been since I've seen you how long has it been since you said you were coming back. I'm sorry about last time I was a different person. I still remember you, I still remember what you were like you were one of a kind. If we fell in love would we still be here. If I was normal would I be in this position with these feelings within. I remember how hard it was to talk to you. You were like a lamb that i felt my hands were to stained with sin to touch. How long will this sin prevent me be able to touch your snow like skin. I breath it in I live in it. This body sometimes doesnt feel like its mine. Sometimes it feels like it has someone sharing it within. Am i no longer able to take anymore. I sit here with the coldest of feelings. My body feels cadabored, lost in my words I lost what I had. Once I was able to talk to you with purity. Now the corruption has spread and I no long feel as if its possible. If your not strong enough for this change you will fall. You will lose what you think you could win. I will break you and leave you in the dirt if thats where you belong. Back with the filth that you are use to. Then I will purge my sin, and I will try to finish what I started. I'm not taking this shit anymore I leave you with your so called loved ones. In the hell they want you to live, I'm no angel yet not to impure to be called a devil. I belong to no one and yet I want you. Are you still waiting for that prince charming to show up. When i'm finished with this I'll be they're to save the day. Let me see your eyes that could pierce my heart. That could pierce all my sin within the only person that could tame whats within in me. I could say I love you when your eyes met mine. Where are you lost in some place beautiful. I can imagine your art is being shown to alot of people. I'm sorry this is all to painful. This is all beginning this is my warning for whats to come. This is also my madness which is what I call love. When the love stops the war begins. This is the final cut.
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