Goth in light and love

Sometimes when I feel as much as I do I break,

beneath of the surface resting painful lights,

unable to express the very depth of curses,

blessings fading into this breath now made.

Snakes seeing the fear in all ways enlightened,

facing pain in the touch made beautiful,

falling inside is the emotional man I am,

killing shadows with the light in her eyes.

Chasing dreams within a bite so cruel,

lovely thoughts of death making me whole,

dying beyond the depths of living I cry,

seeing only the colors her heart shows.

Down to the hiding place so open,

fantasy fading as I fall away into her touch,

buried deep within her soul is my demise,

hopes becoming too distant to comprehend.

Blessed by the curses shown in my eyes,

crying to understand the meaning of it all,

finding only the answers for questions never asked,

alone to be as one in all colors of love.

So dark is her heart so beautiful,

each scar represents my heart,

stolen kisses bringing lust and passion,

knowing only her light, love, everything.













Johnny Newell