crimsonregret72

It's not an option, Not a choice, Follow me And don't look back, Into the darkness that consumes me. Or follow him, Long forgotten love, And experience Something new to you two Not expected, And I shall come for you sooner...

How long has this been going on? is it the same old song I always seem to sing. I can hear the bell ring I’m in your room, The scent of my perfume Lingers on the sheets, Then it meets That glisten in your eye And I try to get by The thoughts of you Brings me back to Life and love And what may hover above My tattered broken heart May it be a new start? Is it a dream? It may seem A moment in time To think of the rhyme And the beating It is repeating Faster this night And so we fight                             6/12/2007 11:22 PM

I cannot feel what is real anymore, I’ve run, and fallen straight on the floor. The only thing sensible is hate’s demise, I see it when I look into those eyes It use to be a peaceful haven But now it’s as evil-piercing as the call of a raven. There is no true help with dejection, It’s certainly the same case with rejection. How can I ask you if you care? What in this world can help me prepare? There is nothing left for me This cold, rank animosity is all I see My head, full of malice My hands, every callous Shouts out with thoughts of you, And every day I’m just trying to pull through. How long will th