Wrapped in darkness
My love brooding
Steal my heart
Still my mind
Wrapped in horror
My life slipping
Steal my hope
Steel my pride
Wake me on the morrow
Once I’ve passed this sorrow
Walk the straight and narrow
One whose soul is feral
Rip me apart
Not right from the start
Forever my part
Broken my heart
Wake me
Take me
Make me
Break me
Just don’t
Forsake me
Wrapped in madness
My spirit flagging
Steal my days
Still my kind
Wrapped in darkness
My soul’s waning
Steal my verve
Steel what I find
Just please don’t
Forsake me
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March 29, 2009 at 8:13 pm
girlswithoutshoes
Oooooo, “one whose soul is feral” kind of gives me the shivers. A feral soul, makes me think.