Dwelling In Darkness

I Lost My God Damn Mind,

Your Trying To Help?

But With What?

What Are You Trying To Pursue?

I Feel Tampered,

Like A Computer Being Hacked,

But My Brain Of Software Says To Flee,

Yet I'm Stuck,

In A Open Green Field,

I'm Laying On The Grass Restrained By You,

Your Squeezing My Wrists,

There's Blood Coming From Your Hands,

Your Eyes Are Red As The Sun,

With A Glare To Gorgeous

Yet Your Crying,

And Then I Wake Up Feeling A Warm Kiss,

Directly On My Lips.....

~Jesse Artimio