Black Veil Mistress

You touching me with  
unyielding passion lingers
in my dreams, but
nothings as it seems.
 
Our precious times remain
vivid, but here
I lay awake lonely and fucking  
livid.
 
In this bed,
memories continue to run
rampant through my crazy head.  
Rough sex, loud cries, soft moans,
leather restraints
whips,
ball gag,
And the rope burns,
lying dormant at the ends of
both wrtists. But, what
I missed the most? YOU and
your fucking MISERY.
 
So empty and
so unclean, what
we shared was a prevailing
bad romance never to be seen.  
 
You're the only one, who pulled the
trigger. I'm the only one that cried. Self
hatred shooting massacre, you're the
only one that died...
 
With closed eyes, your cries linger
in my dreams, and nothings as it  
seems. But all is rest assured when I sit
where you rest.
 
In a casket, underneath
a black veil, she
lays not in vein, for she,
my Black Veil Mistress, is
free from all pain.