Lies turned me inside out;
I always believed life would be fair—
beautiful.
Lured by his honey words,
I turned the devil toward my soul—
naïve boy.
Blinded by his beauty,
I always believed he would be there—
lustful fool.
Lies turned me inside out;
I always believed life would be fair—
beautiful.
Lured by his honey words,
I turned the devil toward my soul—
naïve boy.
Blinded by his beauty,
I always believed he would be there—
lustful fool.
a rush of warmth as I remembered
something to numb the past and silence
a rush of warmth as I remembered
I heard you panting, groaning,
while my moist lips trembled
to be rescued from this icy place
the soil soaked in my hurried hurt