vamp-shadow333

Crystalin drops appear unbidden, Crawling down skin gone bad from repetition Whenever I think of you, And all we've been through, It's all part of the decomposition, Downwards they crawl, Towards lipped cracked in pittance, Their salt burns in still fresh hurts, Before they carry on to soak in shirts, without a word of admittance, What can I do, to stop this hindrance, My blood shot eyes fail to recover, Whenever my mind dwells on past times, Past rendevous, past crimes, Past wrongs in arms of a lover, Even as my eyes run dry, I can still feel them descending, Ghostly remains of common pains, Familiar, habitual grains cast i