The Stone

I'm ready to go. I'm ready to fall into her black. Oh, how can it stain. Why is her eyes so full of pain. Oh, why can't i bleed like you do. Why can't i breath like i did. Nothing inside of my heart. Nothing to crave like you have. I'm throwing the stone. I'm ready to blend inside her nest. My roam is a cry, I cry that is dark inside its frame. It's like her lips were made to scream. Oh, why just i can't see her fear