Vampire (Aug 2001)

I am drowning, drowning

In this silence of hearts;

The slit wrists –

A scar foreverĀ I will bear,

With it the shame.

True Love is a farce;

Faith? Trust? Lies! Deceit!

Love is the shadow that lurks

Behind the fresh innocents,

Threatening to engulf all.

This silence carries me farther,

FatherĀ into the abyss;

I do not see the shore: I do not want to.

I do not feel the ground; I do not wish to.

I cannot breathe; I feel I do not need to.

Those lies you weaved,

Have made me into my worst nightmare.

A death temptation –

The purity, innocence lost

In this world of masks.

~ s.s.k.s

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