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Dear Unforgotten One
How can I say whats become of me? Six months, six days, and six hours ago I was clean. I filled the air with love and had no reason to plee. Yet now I choke on the air and the unseen. Oh my unforgotten one I fear the darkness that lies ahead. I pray I linger not on the edge of death. My dying heart cannot take this path of black and red. For this my love I hold my breath. Feel through and stray into the light if light even exists in my hollow life. So I echo along these walls of my beloved memories of you. Dodging the door that leads to strife. Though my thoughts only take me so far in the blue. Soon my eyes shall open into seeing black and red again.
Love Always, Your Angel Of Sin
