as become I nothing as ash for the.
by Charri Hensley on Friday, 3 June 2011 at 12:51 ·
unstable to the core,
wrath and vengeance evermore,
taken the fool am I always to be?
burning is this question i ask of me.
council of the wicked a plague on the,
however cometh pain to me.
Unbroken twas hope,
till came you to me,
cast upon ashes mine soul to be,
blood fallen of heart thus cry, I to the.
listing on shames you given me,
grace to the blade;
thine eyes now,
gone from me.
soul-eater bending ever what is left of me.
toxic came this love here with me,
showering coldness over all of me.
calculating vanity of want to the,
mine life slipping away from me.
gain I nothing in hopes of the,
for into this aloneness i stay for the.
there in thine love i fade away from the,
as nothingness all but consumes me.
wholly broken i waited for the,
hands of hate hulling me,
fortress of not quietly berating me.
slowly you come and take from me,
heart once true escaping me,
lover so sure a vapor of the.
hands so pure only for the,
mind and soul,
alone for the,
yet am I here forsaking me?
as become I nothing as ash for the.
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