This Life of CrimeFalling in love is like nothing you will ever experience
It grabs you and throws you from place to place
And it wont let you go till you are barely clinging to your sanity
It will flood your brain with thoughts you will never understand
Questions will stream through your mind
And will remain unanswered; replaced by new inquiries
Your body will no longer work as you want it to
Your head will fuzz over when you see her
Your eyes will lock onto hers and you will not look away
It will require every ounce of strength you have in your body not to reach out
And take her hand when she stands at your side
You will find yourself smiling
When you have no reason to smile
You will find your thoughts ending with her;
Your thoughts living with her
Your world will revolve around her
It is when her world revolves around you too;
That you see the moment of everything
You know you will survive now.
You have found your accomplice in this life of crime
Search Her OutHappiness is as elusive as darkness.
It can fill any space, but flow through your fingers.
Without you knowing,
It will come up from behind and wrap you in its embrace.
It will drown you in its emotions
It will smother you in its hope
It will take you for all you have and leave you feeling empty.
It will show you what you can have,
Before it rips itself from your heart
With raw flesh torn loose,
You will search it out,
You will kill yourself to experience it.
But in the end, you will find it.
Because she holds it in her heart.
Hycrophia - 3The silence of the house rings in my ears as I sit at the kitchen table, forehead pressed against the cold, hard wood; a mug of coffee set firmly in my hand.
Everything I have just seen is ripping through my mind. It was infected, there was no doubt about that.
But after I shot it, the eyes, they looked so; alive.
No! I can’t let myself think that. My chair slides backwards as I stand.
It was infected, it was a danger. I had to kill it.
But was it beyond help?
My legs give-way and I hit the floor hard. It feels like my head is caught in a vice; my vision begins to blur as reality begins to crumble around me. The last thing I remember is the soft lick of a concerned Salem.
I miss those mornings where you would wake up to the sound of a frying pan filled with sausages and bacon; sizzling. The smell flowing under your door and flooding your nostrils, just as the sun starts to pierce your eyes through the curtains.
The sound of your family downstairs, already awake and w