golden summers of love,
you wash yourself away.
the shadow you leave behind
follows me and leaves
me in a black and stormy mist.
your twisted mind suffocates
all my new springs.
It won't let me go of It's
powerful grasp.
It brings me down
to It's level
and i can't stand myself when i'm there.
i'm satanic, i'm sadistic,
i'm anything It wants me to be.
i'll be a weeping painting if It wishes.
splashing the colors of my skin
over the floor, and cover the walls.
all of the blues and yellows and reds
morphing into one sea of soggy brown.
It sings me muffled melodies
coated with words
i'm too afraid to repeat.
It sings of fires and envy and anarchy.
It's voice fogs my hearing
until i cannot decipher
words from cries.
if heaven and hell are kingdoms
split so far away,
It would bare both crowns.
with nothing but night terrors of above,
and dream It's pleasant dreams below.
prince and demon.
drift into limbo.
sliced my body into two
just to please It's own heart.
throw me back and let It sing
the lullabies of falling.
like pictures carved into my eyes,
i cannot blur my vision from It.
i'm anything It wants me to be.
i'm everything It needs me to be.
It's strength is far too strong for
me to fight back.
give me power in the form of sunlight.
It will vanish into the darkness.
the golden summers reach my face
and i feel alive once more.
break the floors beneath me,
i dont want to be grounded anymore.
throw me back and let It sing
the lullabies of falling.