Wednesday, August 19, 2009

the last open door.


All that I'm living for,
All that I'm dying for,
All that I can't ignore alone at night.
All that I'm wanted for,
Although I wanted more.
Lock the last open door, my ghosts are gaining on me.

Take my darkest fears and play them
Like a lullaby,
Like a reason why,
Like a play of my obsessions