Madness

In my madness, I sometimes mistake pain for pleasure
And the blood rushing up to colour my skin
As the velvet shades of a dark love
I simply cannot deny.

Hollow

It's hard keeping on feeling numb
Aching with a hollow space in my chest
It used to be where my heart is, but I'm not,
I'm not and I want to know there is
Someone I can give a little piece of me to
While I'm breaking all other parts of the was
And making an is, just to feel safe.