Love is the Hell I've fallen into. Burning up my heart, eating at my soul. Blackened wings and scalded heart. That's all that's left now. Shriveled up and broken down, there's nothing left. Try to put it back together, but the pieces fall apart. My blackened soul has it's own mind. My soul has fallen into Hell with me, and it, too, has been destroyed.
The Nothing I've Become
October 26, 2013