Stuck in a loop of hallucinations that I helped to create, each door I use to try to escape is an entry right back in.
"Being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you."
Spinning my web and being trapped by your Venus, wrapped in the minora of your flora.
In the blind chase of something else I allowed life to strip you from my fingers, and now I'm just mad at myself I guess. This is my hell...
Fulfilling its cravings. Even though our trips to the moon always ends in fuck you. The truth is you're my favorite poison.
Many hear the call, but only some decide to take the journey. For reasons that are understandable. The monsters they fear are real, but it's worth facing and fighting them. The alternative is waiting and fighting yourself at the end, and that is a fight you will never win.
Just imagine if we got along as well as our demons. How the mornings would begin and where the nights would end.
You pull me in and I get trapped in that moment. Your artful seduction is so hard to get away from.
You swept into my night like a sexy amnesic fog whipping my mind of everything that wasn't you. Then leaving just as quickly, my naked muse.