Before this cursed blessing

engulfed by the insanity that draws the fiction her mind desires

the girl lay upon the cold sand, embracing the warmth of the fire

her dreams were like broken paths that crumble beneath her

her muses hide keeping at bay, the child runs out of options

finding all her colors at deaths end, withering soon to fade

not even the fates could stand before her way

the passage she had laid before her consists of dark lit midnight bliss

the horse rider who carries her, caressing every bit of her soul

to drag her into an eternity where cold  weather no longer exists,

Where snow's made of cotton balls, clouds of darkened mists

upon her innocent painted red sinful lips the rider dares to kiss,

bringing unto her heart guilt, a pain stricken desire, painted black walls,

alone she shall not be missed, completely decapitated he fell for her cause

risen to the highest part of a soul, cowering within a temple sacred mind,

the girl has found a doorway, crowded to the edge of time,

no one here lends an ear, turns to listen to the poison she dares say,

a crucified soul, tormented, alone, to disappear into nothingness, chaos

guides her way,

drowning every bit of her into a turmoil depressive sea, flipping her off

wits end,


completely drowning me, stabbing me with the weather blown debris, caging

all her demons,

possessing the child within,

trapping her like Zeus did the failing almighty titans, monsters grabbing

her saving her from fellow men,

she became a spirit, less freedom felt than spoke of, acting swift like a

billowing ghost that joins the ghosts that sway into the river of the dead,

emerging from the decay, lying lifeless thrown into a tomb, alone there she

cries,

darkness shall always loom ,

the building dreams that seep into iris filled eyes,

the thoughts of a mind with oneself finds a compromise,

she's her own queen, my master of demise, distant with the longing

of acceptance, feeling of unnatural despair, clinging within, savior

the feeling of lonesome, child which not even for I care,

the dizzy sensation, bleeding wrists will leave her ,myself, finding us

both there,

I watched numb to the fact this child sails so far from dry land, twisting

all images of herself into a complex web of uncertainties,

drenched head to toe, covered by a blanket of black sin,

immortal souls never rest, their lives outlast the existence of the moon,

I inhale the smell of stale dismay, watching this child take her own life

away,

the stars that shine upon once inflicted scars that inlay within the skin,

she walked the road to hell,hollow, soul spilled upon the floor, silence

kept her, gagged her tightly, squirming wasn't ever an option, not the

devil himself would take this soul to hell within,

he called upon his servent the harpies to do away with her then,

I reached out for her, tried to make her join me, hide her among

the brush, deeply within the last safe place ever known to our kind,

but she refused my offer,left me stranded, all hope swelling within me

began to declined,

pain had woven an atlas about her face,

written by descriptive signatures reminding us of its place,

she tripped off the edge

of reality, fell from great heights into the rising sun that lay wake upon

this world,

to see her trying to put stop to life itself, one would be found editing

reality by the statements of her facts,

I watched her deteriate from a normal human being, desolated within her

acts

all her dreams burn like wax melting upon the ruin of long lost scriptures

once told, I found myself crossing dreams and dotting why's,

her solemnest fixed upon me, hatred within those light blue eyes,

reaching out again I find myself reaching for a personality that forever

finds home within the skies

a piece of a broken heart, my limbo, find myself speechless silent, shy

her voice inflated with the echoes of the sirens, their voices crying upon

the grim reapers shoulder,

shunning from the earth, raining out the sought out wisdom just to wash it

away, spiral down the drain of once what would have been called mans rule,

the way her visions leaked out would to others seem unreal, so cruel

she sat like a sphinx silently upon me she gazed,

I wouldn't dare move, not till I was given such a praise,

gray shinning light dimly lit the castle like hallway with its metal

picture frames,the burnt smell of pleasure, milking from me my excitement

taking all my joy, hollowing out my inner being,treating me like a usable

toy

grinding me into a speck of dust ,sending within me guilt, she loved to

hate,

more so hated to love,

confusion had been made to be a labyrinth that shall fit within her velvet

glove,

dark conflicts within her I found raging within myself ,

driving me to disbelieved  her, to try to become only one with myself,

whole again,

never to be, I knew that no one however so hard they try could kindle a

flame

that wished to grow into a fire,

these were the girls ego trips they only made her fly higher,

within her thoughts the world would be squeezed  into a tight fist held

within her palm,

the universe would evaporate, throwing shadows among the peoples calm,

art won't exist no more, its been banned from this colorless world,

the day I lost myself I lost everything, even  the innocence of a once

departed,

small hearted,

fragile, glass made

dream invisioned

doll like girl

who unfortuantly has been lost within the confidments

of her own little depressing world.