Disappointing. I'm so fucking...bored, and empty, and just...beh. Lydia is the only thing making me hold on. But yeah, I've been posting this emo bullshit in my LJ, why spam it here?

Anyway, writing a song, but I'm stuck.

His voice purrs softly in my ear,
As his arms pull me closer;
“Don’t fear my Dear.”
His touch is warm; breath so full of heat,
As we dance ever closer
To the quickening beat.

Hold me close; fill me with your heat,
As the rhythm flows; so light on your feet.
More comfort in your arms than I’ve ever known.
So safe and sane; I feel at home.
Sway with me baby; take away my breath.
As I lose myself tonight; slow dancing with death.

His eyes shine with sorrow,
But his smile is sweet.
“My time is yours to borrow.”,
His words tinged with defeat.
His lips brush feather-light;
His hand moves to my waist,
As we danced into the night;
An ever quickening pace.

Hold me close; fill me with your heat,
As the rhythm flows; so light on your feet.
More comfort in your arms than I’ve ever known.
So safe and sane; I feel at home.
Sway with me baby; take away my breath.
As I lose myself tonight; slow dancing with death.

I like it alot, but again...stuck. Inspired by Nikki Fucking Sixx...again. That man needs to get the fuck out of my brain....but I kind of like him there. I wouldn't say it's Nikki though, more like Sikki, which is a VERY bad person to have in your head. I'm afraid I'm spiraling further into...whatever this is I'm having. And I find myself not caring anymore.