Shay Laren : Stolen Breaths

Shadows came with Stolen Breaths
Their Secret words upon my Lips
They silently suffocate my Chest
And fill me with their fingertips
Their lies become a Cloud so soft

I lay with Satin on my Eyes
I awake to find me lost
My body stripped and so despised
No tear will ever streak my Face
While the hunger for warm juices start

Yet this Charade is in my place
To mask my Broken withered Heart
I plead to them so Cold and bare
Warmth from their hands upon my Breast

"You've Fucked me Dry" I am aware
The Shadows will never cease to Rest