Your cheek bones are growing sinister,
Weakening into stone white,
Your knitted hair is no longer brunette sun,
But tinted string, none less more shining in dim light.
Your eyes are frail from the gaze into my figure,
Your love is dense to it's last,
You watch my moan stream it's last pass.
Your brave spirit is no longer longing to try,
Your existence is slowly forming demise,
Downfall to it's last life,
Assurance is no longer your bravery.
All because I failed to structure the love in return,
I was never solvent to your trust,
I watch my life shrivel away,
But never to watch my fiend expire your own love.
I pray for once in our shuddering relationship,
That we face our fears to it's rest,
The sprite of evilness to fade away,
To redeem our own lives.
Your jagged tears wipe away with your smile,
The acid is a mere track away,
Instead of frail remorse,
You hide the victim's crimson and carets me each day.
I continue to darken in guilt,
My sorrow continue, Myself to hate,
I respite the bleeding,
As you awaken your stigma without shame.
I cease my shame,
That morning we woke up,
Quietly watching the demands wicked grin,
Waiting for mortality in sin.
Decreasing the gun shot,
The wounds that will never heal,
But each steak across your skin,
The white blemish that trigger your stigma,
I hold consent in remorse once again.
