In the shadow of the winter moon,
Where icy whispers weave through the gloom,
I stand beneath the brittle leaves,
Choking on the lies that my heart believes.
Mistletoe drips with the weight of despair,
A noose of green in the frozen air.
Your lips brush mine like a venomous kiss,
A haunting embrace, a bitter abyss.
Mistletoe above, but I feel the chill,
In this dance of ghosts, I’m haunted still.
Kissing the wrong love, trapped in this hell,
Anxiety grips me, a dark wishing well.
Who’s the right one hiding in the night?
In this twisted romance, I’m losing the fight.
Silent screams drown in the Christmas cheer,
As laughter echoes, but I’m paralyzed with fear.
Your touch like ice, a burning flame,
In this cruel game, we’re both to blame.
Reflections of love, like shattered glass,
Every moment lingers, but none shall last.
Wrapped in your arms, yet I feel so alone,
A prisoner of wishes turned to stone.
Mistletoe above, but I feel the chill,
In this dance of ghosts, I’m haunted still.
Kissing the wrong love, trapped in this hell,
Anxiety grips me, a dark wishing well.
Who’s the right one hiding in the night?
In this twisted romance, I’m losing the fight.
Will the dawn break with a new kind of light,
Or am I destined to wander this night?
In a world of sorrows, I’m screaming for peace,
But the darkness around me will never cease.
With each passing moment, I’m losing my way,
In a snowstorm of doubt, will I see a new day?
Mistletoe above, but I feel the chill,
In this dance of ghosts, I’m haunted still.
Kissing the wrong love, trapped in this hell,
Anxiety grips me, a dark wishing well.
Who’s the right one hiding in the night?
In this twisted romance, I’m losing the fight.
So here I stand, beneath the grim vines,
With every heartbeat, the darkness entwines.
Mistletoe waits, a harbinger of fate,
Will love find its way, or seal my heart’s fate?
In the shadows of Christmas, I’ll search for the flame,
The right love awaits, but will it call my name?
DarkSynth