Kurai Hoshi

Red is the ink as the wine coloured blood you and I have,
Silver is the moon where I'm trying to find whatever I am looking for,
Though I know what it is but the scared boy feeling won't go making a gap,
She makes me feel exposed, silver lady, and do things so badly to the core.

Then why is that? Following and don't.
The type of shite that drives me nuts.
Again it's the game of 'I can and can't'.
But hopefully they'll give me some cuts.

Dark lady will you be mine? Where are you?
I don't deserve a new chance but now I get it,
The fear, anxiety, all the silly feelings cos of you.

Author's Note

I wanna take you to Japan with me.

Reviews

[Revolutionary]

She should go.You should write her an invitation in Japaneese.The poem is beautifull.The dark lady seems morbidly intoxicating