I am watching
this beautifully radiant goddess...
Barely breathing,
heart not beating...
These tears wont stop
that are streaming down her face...
Demons in my head
just keep ripping away...
The scent that lingered,
Diffused in the darkness...
*if you leave a comment i can read your poems and...
does the mere mortal not know thy name...
At the bus stop in the rain she waits,
Approaching her unseen and making no mistake...
Smooth complexion, and hair of red
Filled my heart, and soul with dread...
I have your portrait hanging on the stained walls...
I like to look at it before I let myself fall...
I hear strange voices inside my head,
over the years so many lies I've fed...
Damage taken, damage done,
Demons dancing oh so fun...
I guess it's done for now. Enjoy.
~Faith...