Dec 10, 2011 21:22
I wish I could reach through this screen and touch you. I want to feel your thoughts reverberate against my base chakra. If only I weren't an electronic ghost... teasing you from this wi-fi hell.
If I could transfer my brain to a host nearby, maybe I could wander over.
I saw your face trapped behind glass, so I broke it to try and save you...
But I still see your face everywhere I look ...A longing gaze set from those pools I adore... but those are just pictures.
This is a demon's game, hard spiral and as you turn don't get hung up on the thorns cause when we hit bottom, baby, we'll be on top cackling like lunatics at a frail and fragile world.