HUSH
The light of your aura faded as you walked away.
I was left only with this shroud of darkness...
Thick as the blood that flows from my wrists.
Why do you cry, Child? Love lost is love best.
For who truly needs the chains that bind?
Now hush; Wipe your tears against my breast.
I shall sing you lullabies and faerie tales of death.
Do you feel the thorns upon my arms?
Just to hold you closer to my love.
Let me envelope you inside the warmth of my womb, Child.
Bring you closer to salvation. No... to starvation.
Everything will be alright, for Mother knows best.
My living doll... my gorgeous death.
 Khyntari · Fri Dec 22, 2006 @ 06:07am · 1 Comments |
