Vignette by GORTEXxx

I'm stuck once more in grey again
The place I always operate
I'm cut so deep just out of frame
I know you can't but pull away...

Black glass tells me my luck has changed
I morph, deformed, all cut and paste
My minds eyes taste for yesterday
Long lost the will to satiate

I wanna get to know you, but it takes two
I got something to show, are you in the mood
My arm brushes your shoulder
Did you want me to come over?

I wish you would tell me

I crave to know your face, your will
Forced to comply eat me alive
A martyrdom so unfulfilled...

With every step I know you less
I'm in the vignette of your scent
My private orchids lay to rest
Your noxious air your shaped stem

I wish you would tell me :'(