original version..
Lounging in the darkness, he is awaiting the perfect moment to spark, a fight; a tragedy.
His whispering laughter engraved in my ear as he breathes his poison through my veins.
Deeper and deeper he drags, suffocates me in his overwhelming flood of passion and embrace I longed for.
The desire to be held in arms so tight but the arms I have found will kill me in the night.
When I close my eyes blood red will stream down my face; then, life becomes only a race that I have already run.
In the end it becomes clear fighting the urge to emerge from my insanity from the darkness that overcrowds my body.
I want to fight and push him away but he loves me that’s what he always chuckles to say.
Everyone know I'm drowning without hope into the lake of fire, but waking up in my dreams so cold, scratching at my skin to let the pain within flow from my body for what I dream is not what I see it is a mere memory of me.
revised version.
Lounging in the darkness, he is awaiting the perfect
moment to spark, a fight; a tragedy.
His whispering laughter engraved in my ear as he breathes his poison through my veins.
Deeper and deeper he drags,suffocates me in his overwhelming flood of passion and embrace I longed for.
The desire to be held in arms so tight but the arms I
have found will kill me with just one twist.
When I close my eyes blood red will stream down my
face; then, in an instant life becomes only a race that I have already run and know oh too well.
In the end it becomes clear, fighting the urge to emerge from my insanity; from the darkness that overcrowds my body is wasted energy and so I lose my will to fight.
I want to push him away but I love him and everytime I try to let go he says he loves me and wont let me free.
Everyone knows I'm drowning without hope into the lake of fire, but waking up in my dreams so cold, scratching at my skin to let the pain within flow, for what I dream is not what I see it is a mere memory of me.
