Feels like the devil rents a room in my brain :: Spooky October

“The spirit is willing,
but the flesh is so weak.
I wanna kiss her lips,
but I kissed her cheek.
Just hear my request,
give this one on fair way,
please take me home before it’s too late.

Bury my deep,
cover me with snow,
wrap me in sleep,
blanket of ghosts.“ Continue reading Feels like the devil rents a room in my brain :: Spooky October