Unguided and Unprovided Love: The Game Of Hate
To Justin with Abounding Love...
Torn and bleeding,
Seeping and exceeding.
The yearn for peace
This body, no soul, only a vessel to lease
A lifetime used
The black soul abused
The mind, restless and shaken
Thy heart and passion now forsaken...
A cold, dreamless sweat
A frequent fret
Years spent untamed
My sadness, the madness, I fell so ashamed
Corridor of webs
The Tide still ebbs
Remembering all your pain
One must wonder, oh so wonder how you kept so sane....
Music and literature
A forming Charicature
Still invisable just the same
My heart, my body, mind and soul are open for you to mame!
