Dear Diary ;
merciless cold and cruel
slowly advancing towards-
with eyes that cannot see
hearts that cannot love
they encompass a fire of
darkness
flames that hypnotize and
seem so beautiful with that
redgoldflame, tips of orange meld
searching, groping in that
cold pitch-black world of theirs
for you.
so badly they seek
so desperately
they need
your soul-
because
they ve already sold theirs to the devil
so longgg long ago.
the phantoms.
Yet Another Day;5:47 AM