“Consumed with emotion much against my consent I am torn apart, and somehow, so content Not sure of this potion…how it leaves me intent Yet, I drink thereof, refusing to relent Such beauty and wonder within but a smile I hope that this pain will linger yet a while My heart rent asunder, yet my feelings run wild Even though my hope may be but denial Alive to the torture of both pleasure and pain I’ll never acknowledge this may all be in vain I cannot step closer…I cannot turn away Sweetly hellish, my bondage, with love but the chain This is no secret that I keep from myself I am drowning, yet I will not cry for help Forever, I’ll need you, and may be fooling myself But my desire cannot be dispelled A slave to the notion…a slave to the chance That one day, you’ll return my stolen glance These thoughts set in motion still defy circumstance But, even the thought of you leaves me entranced My mind in disorder…my silence in vain Sometimes the heart breaks when love won’t be contained It will not be cornered…it won’t be kept at bay It won’t be forsaken, and forever remains Alive to the torture, be it pleasure or pain Each moment I’m near you, I’m swept further away I dare to step closer…I will not turn away ‘Til the day that you softly whisper my name” Diary of the Damned
Posted on: Mon, 19 Aug 2013 02:14:09 +0000
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