trying to sound like a south park goth kid.

Within the deep catacomb of my dead soul 

Lies a ravening wolf

Beckoning for attention

Beckoning for love

Leaving me with the sickness of temptation

Once unfulfilled

Attempting to scavenge for memories

Of which I felt without pain

With those who loved me

With those in which I cared for

To find nothing but cold dust

For love is dead

But I am not at fault.

🖤 🥀 🌙 🥀 🖤