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moth balls
I have been awaken
I slowly crawl from my shell
My soul consumed by your light
My world built on your love
Hungry for blood...fueled by destruction
I am no longer my only victim
My existance depends on you...
It is your being that i will slowly poison;
You that i will selfishly kill
There's a part of me in everything that's you
And i will die with the death of you
A painful death...
Unable to exist without you
Day by day you begin to fade
As i feed off of you,
I chew you up and spit you out,
consumeing a part of you each time
Your beauty begins to rot(the only beauty I've ever known)
and you become hollow,
tainted by my decay
and yet i keep you close,
unable to breath without you
Each little death bringing me unspeakable anguish
As you wisper of
My beauty
My grace
My love
My salvation(death is not salvation)
I say nothing: no warning
I never wanted to decive...
A moth in a coat of disguise
I slowly eat holes into your soul
Soon you will be no more
(Goodbye my love, you will be missed)
And i will die
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