vineri, 7 noiembrie 2008

Devil wears angel's clothes

A devil feeds itself with my feelings...From all the souls in this world, he chose me...he chose me for his happiness and my grief...
I gave up fighting a long time ago, when I realized that all's in vain..I'm doing my best to repair the damage I've done to myself, but it's too late... I've become what I never wished for...

The hard part in all this is to destroy the devil that feeds with me... That devil is...angelic, and it kills me with his smile...whenever he talks to me, I feel like flying...and then I realize I must not climb down under his "protective wing"... but it's all for nothing as he feeds even with my breath, it kills me every day, breath by breath, blink by blink...
I'm helpless, I can't fight back, I wont fight back, although he keeps torturing me every single moment..in my dreams he comes in human semblance, and makes me fall deeper and deeper in love...forever... and so he takes life out of me and I wont say no... the pain he causes is the only thing I have that could bond me to him...my guardian devilish angel...

Come into my dreams, fill me with love and then kill me, like in the fairy tales we all know, and never let me know loneliness... cause if it's for me to die, let me die because of LOVE!! So love me until the end of all days!

This is my death, this is my haunting devil...YOU!!

3 comentarii:

Diana spunea...

E foarte frumoasa limba noastra...asa ca hai sa ne bucuram de ea...corporatista mica...

Diana spunea...

DA...probabil ca diavolul chiar se imbraca de la Prada.

DYA spunea...

ceea ce nu te ucide, fizic vorbind, te face mai puternica ;)