CONFUSION
Fired fustration in the dark of the night Silent - condemned - almighty plight Seeking refuge in his arms no escaping the darkness charms Twighlight comes and the sweet night beckons and calls - free and living fast, but the cobra bites the almighty fall - born of sin no salvation - no turning back darkness is coming - embracing fast. His voice calls and I go seeking refuge in pleasurable deeds flying high - ready to die eternity follows the moment of embrace... Shailey Lawes Sign in to see full entry.