"Haunted by Endless Nightmares of a Blood Soaked Rose"
Echoes of Creation upon Ripples of Inspiration.
Blinded by Beauty beyond the Real and Unreal.
No better the Undead Moth shambling back to the warmth of a Flame.
Irresistibly Enthralled by Intoxicating Illusions of Living.
Robotically programmed for Effortless Love.
Even if Nothing could ever change the way that I feel.
Know that Darkness will always find and Love you in the End.
My Moon cannot hear my Howls and yet I sing for her anyways.
These Little Love letters. These Horrible Words. These Unreal Images.
Just might be as close as I could ever get to being apart of Reality.
Because these little things are all that makes me feel any bit Human.
Forever Oshi~