Thy Comfort Remains Betrayed

A rotting tree doused in cemetery rain, I gaze at the stars
 high above the sky, A soft whispering breeze blows in my 
ear, Revealing the truth of your eternal lies. I'm all 
alone in this wicked night, I watch the grey clouds drift 
up high, She dances erotic dreams unfulfilled, A grave 
illusion fractured in my mind, I love to watch her be so 
sexual, Never to clear this dream to fade, She is stillborn
 so young and pure, Thy comfort hide in ye darkened shade. 
Her black fingernails scratch my back, Bliss so small as 
your sparrow's eyes, The stained glass that holds the 
wisdom, It drifts away the dream slowly dies. Into an ocean
 of drowning memories, My self-consciousness sinks deep 
into tears, As i wonder into a state of beautiful 
isolation, This apathy of death is breaking thy curse. 
...and so i hide under this erotic hell, A suffocating 
burden of hollow creations, My love for you i yearn to 
feel, Thy comfort remains betrayed.