Caught Between Craving His Sins 


Black & White 

A rapture of memories, broken sins, your violent tongue coursing in my skin, a beautiful nightmare of loving and hating you. -BBW

Abused and Molded


I ripped open my chest and handed my heart to you,

There was no use for it

Abused and molded

It dangled at my wrist

Waited for love,

Prayed for hope,

Longed for a soul.


In your bloody hands you held it closely

A body left hollow to feeling

A hopeless mind

Sheltering my eyes from the pain

Abused and molded


I ripped open my chest and handed you nothing,

I gave all I could to you,

Molded to your needs

I have nothing left to give,

Just a Soul worth more than needing you. -BBW

Here we are again…

Here we are again strangers in the night,

you touched my soul with your bare hands,

another world created under the sheets,

your skin on mine, a time of love, a burning memory,

you touched my heart,

here we go again, a love of mine I cannot replace

you touched my soul and burned me alive

the feeling of your breath lingering on my skin

tomorrow is to never come because I don’t want this night to end,

here we go again strangers in the night,

bodies finding a home to call their own,

your lips memorizing every inch of mine

we cannot part, we cannot move, two souls tied

an everlasting hope of love, your heart next to mine,

years to come with you on my side,

here we go again becoming strangers in the night.-BBW