LKJSlain

I am completely uninspired. Except for sporadic thoughts and desires. As drops of gold ran down your face. I beg for night's tender embrace. Sometimes you can't beat the night. You have to give in Let go of the fight. I lie watching the thoughts about my head Twist and turn like spider webs. Did the stars creep into the room? My bed feels like a hollow tomb. Your mind is glass; Not at all tempered. Always looking for a shepherd. It's 3AM exactly now. I know that I'll survive somehow. But the nest of lights above my head. Reminds me of clowns, and that I'm not dead. A carousel of perfect charms. A picture there... within your arms. Bobbing up and gently down. In a circle... round and round... The moon whispers it's golden song. I wonder where I can belong. I ask if I can win this race. As drops of gold ran down your face. - #LKJSlain

**Something Phantom-esque? There's a slow Slow...slow burn. As the masks all fall away. There's a floating bulb hanging overhead That illuminates with dismay There's a leather glove wrapping round your neck and before it is too late You keep thinking that it's all coincidence This will lead you through the gray. Swirling glitter cloaked in black The thick smoke clears away. A princely silhouette of rich deception stalking... It's lovely prey. An empty ballroom Twinkling lights a disco ball All on display. A shadowy figure Behind the curtain Takes it's time... Before it betrays. He puts his mask on He folds his hands. Black velvet. Clay. Is what he's prepared it's what he's dreaming of it's how you know... You're lead astray. And in that moment You take his hand. You melt together... A ballet. A thought that blooms Is does it matter? If this is in fact... Your very last day...- LKJSlain