Blissful Moments of Sorrow

I've bled, and I'll bleed again for her
I'll gladly clean the waste of my own self injury
I would beg for more and cry for it,
scream out in glorious agony for the unleashing of my consciousness, and dream of the day I can cut myself again.
She can only see what’s in front of her, blinding her thoughts, making her sleep in a confused sense of well- being.
It only makes her hungry
So eat of the fruit and feel the guilt
the guilt of a nonexistent vacancy that meant so much
But now she’s blinded by the vacant and fiending for her light
The juice of it all makes me yearn
crave the taste
feel the sweat
exist inside
let it out and make her mine
And so the page turns on another day
these days...we need them
To make us strong in our passions
To make us weak in our desires
And always the desire leads to you
This is love
This is pain

This is what I want
What I want is you...

waking up on a summery day,
watching you lie there next to me, sleeping
holding you close, kissing your lips,
running my fingers through your hair
hoping this moment never ends...
the clouds are dancing back and forth
across the sky they go
you are lying on the grass
so happy and free,
we seem to be...
the waves splash in our faces
I can taste the salt on my lips
the smell, so fresh and clean,
it seems to bring...
the sun shining bright,
it's heat warming my skin
I squint my eyes
the rays so warm and bright...
I can't wait till tonight....

we're sitting on the beach, alone
listening to the sound of the waves
crashing down on the bank
like a soft whisper
the sun is setting in the distance
you pull me closer
we hold each other tightly
we look up to the sky
so brightly colored it is
like an abstract painting
we are lost in all this oblivion
so fearless we are
we could stay like this forever...