In the Dark

In the dark I could have been your guide your candle in the night the warmth beside you when your heart is cold but no I was a light extinguished before I could ever glow you left me a ghost in the dark

Seven Graves

Your love was cold and hungry a wolf on a full moon prowling, devouring, growling as you consume every part of me Your love is empty, possessive shallow, parasitic expectation always taking advantage of my willing sacrifice Your love is dark, foreboding domineering tyrant of disloyalty your reputation proceeds you masking the fool that you … Continue reading Seven Graves