..Unwraped presents
the heart is full flames
that burn so bright
yet the arms are so very empty as passion burns within given to no one
these secret gifts
i hold within my soul
with no one to give
then to presents
yet unwraped come
the break of day
i go to my bed my darkened room
that protects me
from the glare of the sun
i crawl in my bed
between my sheets
and lay alone
and think though there is no protection from the emptiness
i feel my life spins before me
circles of work ,
sleep and all alone
i sing songs to no one
i dream of something more ,
as i head out to the nite time
i look back at the door my home,
my heart all there
and waiting for the one some day
who will fill this vampyress heart
with love and end these lonely days