Sleeping With Ghosts

Your hands still ravenous, pulling at the seems,

Can't appease the lust of my infatuation.

Panes of glass melt together in the night

Your hands laced with in mine, a pretty dance under the moonlight .

Your thoughts are so cleverly disguised,

Now quiet those steady eyes

that fixation without demise

Stitch shut those pretty eyes, my love

Cradle those thoughts back to sleep.

 

Past and present terms I've come to be;

Forthrightly knowing , unfastened and unchained .

Thirst of me no more, there's nothing left to give.

Satisfy streams of tears

With the taste of your mouth.

 

The room was dark and circular,

as to evade the damage from spinning .

The walls were blacked to hide the profane.

Quiet that wondering mind, before you go insane

Shut up and shut back the window shades.

Cold hands, and colder words to proclaim.

Sheets left from others…

Oh what a bloody shame.

 

Let them fall into darkness

Let them fall into the hungry hands

Separated by a birth

Of death and hope.

Hold on to the string of it

It might lead us somewhere new

Reviews

[Saurin Corvinus]

WOW!!! I love it, so dark and kinda scary I could see myself in a nightmare, great writing...