Torn
Posted on 2003-08-07
My reality is burnt,
Cinders among my fingers.
No song under my breath.
My once sweet kind whispers -
Turned to dust.
Heroine of the dawn -
Murderer of the night.
Twilight mortality captured by light threads of peace.
My love - exiled to the end,
My heart burdened to the grave.
Tears swallow and devour my soul -
Sick yellow light shimmers on my skin -
Eyes; bleeding pain.
My humane emotions scarred and torn,
My body ripped to shreds.
Cowering and bruised in a dark space of reality.