Walk Inside Me
You taste like salted chocolate
That's a bitter sweet truth
I taste like nothing
Losing the scent of my youth.
You are walking on water
Miraculously you never sink
I am walking on egg shells
Feet bloody, mind filling to the brink.
Do I know you miss shadow of a ghost?
You don't know me and neither do most
I am your monster in the closet
The spider in your bed
I am sickness creeping in your head
Don't open the doors now
I promise it's too late
In every light found, darknes is the mate.
I am trapped in looking glass
Stuck looking at myself
If these eyes could burn holes
I and me would melt.
Old bones never rattle
But old souls never stop
Just don't open the doors now
I promise it's too late
In every light found, darkness is the mate
Copyright © Ryan Maroni | Year Posted 2014
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