your dream is not covered by snow, but by monkey business, you see what comes out through the ordering of drawing a line, your dream is not coloured. give me the finest paper to write what my eye sees as golden hued sound scape, my ink leaks blood red coagulated words. the dripping tears blot out cohesion caused by your switchblade symphony orchestration. gather around and hear the church bells ring, the angels sing in harmonious wails. the pistol, the poison, the knife, i have chosen my instrument as the black plot thickens all around my brain.
dark red skies where demons fly, here comes the dark salvation, here comes the dark one with her cane, look how she burns the little child, you are doomed until she changes your will, the others burn. you know you're not the only one, that comes crashing down, bleeding. all your life not believing, heavens gate came crashing down, so afraid to open your eyes, you're not the only one. your eyesight, you don't deserve. all my life i've been waiting, not believing. don't look down, can't hold onto the feeling, all unreal, all too real. cyanide, acrid fumes, this is your brain, this is your flesh, when it hurts, it hurts. only screams are heard in the burning ruin, your flesh burns in my arms, it is pure fuel that i hide. let me do what i do best, teach you the darkness, nowhere to run or hide.
sleigh bell betrayal, this is what my heart sings, it is in my soul, demanding it all, this is my body, crystal clear, crystal clear. ready for bitches like you, ready for bitches like you, this is what my body needs, this is how my body feeds. snowflake driven blurred vision, blinding my one eye, burning whiteout desire, fury. something is broken, something is swollen, something more than just another girl, can i trust you, but i don't want to. i will swallow, but it won't go down, i will come back to haunt you, i can't swallow. you think this torment is romantic, sinking slowly, well it isn't. the bile, i will swallow, i don't want to. the sea level goes down, i drown.
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