The Castle

-The Castle-

It lives there alone.

It loves there alone.

He cries there all alone.

Staring at him in the distance,

She walks along the water as if a ghost

Sinks its feet into the footprints.

Sand caved in from the walk before,

Dredged in its mind is a door.

It's bold and soft,

It's all in your desires.

It's red and hides secrets.

It's weakness in its knees.

Weakness in the heart,

Hardest part.

Reckless stupid your name.

Yearnings too many to count.

Dracula will count his blood,

Count your blessings.

Under his hoodie it's black

As the night or as a cat.

Hissing in the corner of my castle,

Get the cat scratch fever.

Pass it around, take it down.

How big is your castle?

Made of stone or a hassle?

Cry himself to sleep one more night.

Too big to hide from this fright.

It's dark inside light my fire.

Burn the candle to the wick,

Blow the smoke out.

Floats inside the window

Trap it outside.

Find a spot to hide inside,

There's plenty of room in this castle.

Come inside.