This dark desire
Remains
This desire in the night
as my eyes abstain
From rest
And it drips... It grips me inside
Twisted cotton so warm
Entrapping my
Heart storm
And fighting against
My resolve
And it drips...it whips my pride
Pillow of rocks
I kick off my socks
And hear you laugh
Again and again
Until I sit up.
And it drips...it calls my name
The dreadful pain
Like an uncomfortable itch
Under the skin
Won't go away
and it drips...drives me insane
until the dawn.
Now another chance
is gone.