Saturday, April 17, 2010

Its called spiritual demons...



And yes, I believe in them.
I believe they are all around us.
Call me crazy.

Inside they open & break & bend.
And sometimes they grow.

They break out.
Shackles won't chain this now.
Spinning around.
Fire & flame.
...Why?

Red hands, red feet.

Splinters. Rocks. Darkness.
I can't run any faster!

I trusted you.

Confusion,
Frustration,
Lack of words,
Betrayal.

Heaven knows I love you, sweet baby lamb.
Your pink mischief just has me wrapped around your little fingers.
I'm yours.

Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy, dizzy.

Sorry, but I have to draw the line.
Have to draw that line.
Enough.

Now if you can wait til I get there...
Just wait.
Please.

Red hands, red feet.

Sometimes that only makes it worse.

Flesh, blood, life.
Once you were there, now you are here -> <3

Labored.
Fast.
Hell walks.
Hell RUNS.

I'd give my life for yours.

Red hands, red feet.

Heart on my sleeve.

How come every step you take leaves blood on the floor behind you?

Where to go, where to go?...

Come back.
Here.
Now.
Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

Where have you gone?
Where have I gone?

Cross in hand, hand on my heart.

Red hands, red feet.

I'm gonna lay down right next to you.

Fruit loops & geometry. What a combo.

I need you here tonight...
Even though I don't know what it'd do.
I just want to know you're here.

"If you can just wait til I get home,
I swear we can make this last."...

Red hands, red feet.

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