MemoryA Poem by Ellie Elizabeth
Inspired by The Cure and the darkness they seem to create all on their own. -Kind of a short somewhat confusing poem/lyrics to a song.
Re-awoken from my aching slumber, the dark takes over and I hear the rope caress your neck,
pale you’ve become, the sound of your lungs ripping bleeds into my ears and forces me to remember.
The angst of your past.
Grip your throat and open your mouth to blackening eyes.
You feed on flesh tone divine.
The flesh gliding your mouth, overflowing your lips in red…
Ivory defines the dark in your eyes, bleeding in secret.
Your lies told truth, to the derogatory black and white image in your mind.
The memory of those eyes blind my youth, and locks into my skin
; the death of an aura un-cleansed.
© 2012 Ellie Elizabeth
Added on July 20, 2012
Last Updated on July 20, 2012
San Antonio, TX
AboutI'm 16 years old, and i'm in love with writing and literacy education. Writing is one of the only ways, besides my art, where i can express how i feel with confidence. Even though i'm not the religio.. more..
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