I am young and lost
I think like a child and cannot find my way through this abyss called hell
My mind fragile filled with impure thoughts
I am the devil's child
I cant see clearly nor can i think straight
My soul empty, my heart ice
I have no hate yet i show much malice toward the human race
Could it be that i have gone insane?
Do i imagine what i feel?
Its not true, i will never tell
i feel love for a man
A man who is afraid of the darkness, the hate, the one that is i
He is independent though he cannot live without me
He says that he needs me or he is not complete
I am his rage, his love, and his hate
He and i are one though my soul is empty
He is the one that makes me feel whole
He cares, he loves, and fights for me
He is my soul mate
He has the soul of an angel, which pulls me from the depths of hell
I long to be with him yet i fear for him
Is he ready?
No, is he strong enough to withstand this kind of love?
Is he ready for my hate and my love?
I am the flame of hate and he is the air of life,
from which i feed to keep me alive....