through the alley of the lonely

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By Loneliness is condescending •

I felt the devil taking hold but I can’t let go of you, I forsake me, Condemn me to hell, For just the chance to speak my love of you I am silent drinking my darkness and forbidden thoughts Watching your light grow I lay in his bed slowly kissing his scars away Once again I’m picturing you I’m getting sick of it My love has turned to loathing With blackened red eyes I consume you with my words My hands are tied I’m speaking tongues with lies I watch my arms wrapped around his chest Can you forgive me? For it was only you I wanted Its only you I can never have I have lost my gift of wings

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July 26, 2006 04:28lost the lonely dead

interesting and good its one that would prompt me to write just because of the word placement and stuff its cool *thumbs up*