ShadowFire
08-14-2011, 03:46 PM
Lost Like This
Must it be like this?
Nights spent, wasted, gone
The call to the Sorrowful Lake
Each rose in another's hand
What's to come of me?
A trapped beast thirsty
Drooling midnight of poison blood
Needing a gentle petal to touch
Am I not worthy of grace?
The embrace of a love
Uncontrollable desire to give
Yet lost is my rose
Must it be like this?
Nights spent, wasted, gone
The call to the Sorrowful Lake
Each rose in another's hand
What's to come of me?
A trapped beast thirsty
Drooling midnight of poison blood
Needing a gentle petal to touch
Am I not worthy of grace?
The embrace of a love
Uncontrollable desire to give
Yet lost is my rose