Long Ago...
cover my body in black ink
allow me to be seduced by you
by your untainted light
i am your opposite my love
darkness that never stops evolving
overwhelming passion of the night
further and further i drift deeper
feeding my needs of sorrow
my soul is free in darkness
its where my demons dance
i have dance with death alone
rolling and rolling on my bedroom floor
a breath, a breath is all i get
have i fallen in love with death
soak me in my void, our void
my life has yet to become cold
have i missed love and laughter
in darkness we find our kind
blood spills on a scarred page
my last words have been left unread
everything failed that pitiful day
nothing makes sense anymore
when has life become this way
everything has been mislead
Like 1 Pin it 0for where love has gone
we cannot stay
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Deep, dark and wonderfully written.Â
Thank you ??
if you dwell in one place you are bound to build a home,since we grow accustom to the darkness the darkness feels more familiar...nicely written
Do you really think that’s true? I think we find and discover our homes but we never get used to a place and call it home. Thank you for the comment :)
it depends 'home' has a different meaning to everyone.. for some it's where their love ones are, for some it's where they are comfortable and for some it's simply a place to return to. it's a tricky one  :)
I agree however I still believe you don't get used to it but you 'know' its home :)Â