YourDarkAngel

Here I sit in my own mind missing the one that matters. The feeling that is consuming me if feels familiar, something warm. As the week passes i start to feel fucking tattered. By the end of the night i feel torn. To be with her seems so right, could this be the happiness. No i seem only to be her second never more. The night drags on and i become a mess My heart tears and feels sore. The pain I feel, a shock to the chest, to be her one is this desire no this craving. I've missed this feeling and i need the rest, Her smile from afar, the smirk of deceiving. Her lips so soft her kiss so warm, the teasing of her nails tearing at my

"Deal with Death         Then Deal with Life" ~~Your Dark Angel~~

Always craving to be loved Lonely is my soul Open is my mind Never am I heard Everlasting hope misunderstood

Anarchy and chaos consume me Nothing is what it seems Grief has swalloed my heart Everlasting saddness Radiant light pushing through the darkness

Time consumes my pathetic life Energy wasted upon my soul Riddles surrounding me Right and wrong seem the same Ordinary people stare and laugh at me Rotting my life away

Periodical thought of suicide Anarchy and chaos reign Isantity consumes my soul Night is everlasting