Freely Unwritten

He was lost in the forest, and i bumped into him with books and pictures of stars and galaxies. I knew he was sad about something..but he expressed it using my body and mind.

Its a fever which runs greatly at night

His sick thoughts pulsate and ignite

I pray to reach beyond this fire

My God

His habits only seek a "mans" desire 

Quiet!

While his eyes flood in Dark blood

He lies! creating floods of Black mud

He reaches for my lips and i burn 

My heart bleeds with great concern

My soul takes flight

I am sorry

My body cannot defend this lewd night.