Cream

I feel a Sin coming on
I feel a change in season
weathering the heights of my limits
which have proved to be non-existent
Where is this darkness coming from?
My compassion and sympathy has died with youth
I am evil, I am the snake in the grass that you are too lazy to cut
You hate me,
I am the nightmare that keeps you from sleeping
renacting the night he sneaked into your room,
Don't act like you didn't like it
It's the reason you masturbate to confusing feelings at 8 years old
I was never perfect, but I still believe Love is Peaches and Cream

-revisting my darkness