The surface of his skin
sends shivers down my spine,
A different type of sin
crosses the line.
I have fallen in love with an idea, a projection –
Something not for human eyes.
Affected by impurities, imperfection,
Yet still a diamond in disguise.
If I fall, I will reach the bottom of the nightmare,
Reach the end of all my pain,
But I won’t, too conscious of what’s right there,
Too aware of the promised wane.
I’m encased with the sorrow that was never mine to take,
I’m encased with regret that causes my heart to ache,
I have gone too far, taken the wrong path,
and only I will suffer the demon’s wrath.