It

It goes through the same routine, Watching, learning, Waiting, Until the time is right

Into Me from You

The darkness that bleeds into me from you, It pollutes my soul like coal black ink dissolving into water We become two halves of the same twisted whole

Without

That same hand, Holding me back, Forcing me down, For all these years Our fingers entwined, Binding me for life No longer, I refuse

Devoured Innocence

Innocence shed in the bleak realization Of a night without end

Some Days

Some days, I want to shrink in on myself, To become nothing, A monster, And forget everything