Desires that are.

Life sometimes gets cold and black leaving my spirit, in the damp and lonely dark.
It makes me feel like I’ve lost my way when more emptiness, fills my broken heart.
It has been much years of loneliness without true love, or a special kind of spark.
Now the only memory that still remain, leaves me with more unwanted scars.

(More unwanted scars...)

Scars that sits beyond the many faces, I have to hide behind this stupid mask.
Now it leaves my soul feeling used and branded, with decay that rot my heart.
It lets me know that beauty lies within us all, cascading blindness over love.
Just one more chance to give it all away without, trying too damned hard.

(Trying too damned hard...)

Like playing senseless games that captivate you, like a fading shooting star.
And when you realise...