I am longing for your poisonLike a cancer for its preyShot an arrow, in your harborWhere you waited in the rainI am sire, I am ivyI am no one, I'm nobodyI am longing for your honeyI am longing for your love And the shot goes through my head and backGun shot, I can't take it… Continue reading The Darkness Inside Them
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Numb
How can you see into my eyesLike open doors?Leading you down into my coreWhere I've become so numbWithout a soul (Oh)My spirit sleeping somewhere coldUntil you find it thereAnd lead it back home Sometimes I feel with you I am home. Now that I know what I'm withoutYou can't just leave me (No)Breathe into me… Continue reading Numb
Delicate
Being delicate is not a weakness, or so I am told. But you don't have to treat me with kid gloves. I can take it. Dish out whatever pain you need to get out. Lay it on me. Because nothing will compare to the pain I have already felt. Nothing can come close to the… Continue reading Delicate
In Chains
I want to be in your cage not the box you fit me in. Have me in chains or let me be your kitten, the one that laps up all your milk.
Brat Addiction
I have to admit something. I am an emotional masochist, and I very much gravitate to a sadist. Certain kinds of sadists. The problem is that one particular one is really good at what he does. He made me addicted to his voice and his face, then he had to take one away, then the… Continue reading Brat Addiction
Lisa Gray 