Ode For My Worrisome...
Am I the anathematized being?
Am I your anything, my love?
The coldness of a breeze is the only thing I feel, the only feeling I seem to get from you
The ghostly feelings bring me dismay
There's nothing I can do
This unexpected conclusion, this horrific delirium that tries to embrace
I cannot bare the thought of you walking out the door, I cannot bare
The sanguinary farewell that shall burst my heart
Let my blood seep to the floor below
One final kiss, my love?
One final kiss?