There is an empress
waiting outside my window...
Heavy metal breath
Liquid fire in my mouth...
Viciously pulsing
Oxygen lacking...
She wanted :
to scrape...
Safe haven in the storm of life
I cling with fingers numbed and worn...
Unsent messages. Forgotten dates.
Lonely nights. Twisted fates...
The poem I have written
is in poetic verse...
My thoughts become;
Acid upon a window pane...
Kiss the lies on the
Empress' lips - she's chasing...
Trailing midnight hours
Obelisks seeking retribution...
A bloody cloak twas draped upon scorched shoulders
I lay barren, within a hopeless, romantic moon...
My soul aches deeply
masked by your lies...