Dear Loveless

When I was a little girl
I use to dream of my prince charming, now the withered brides of blood, are seeming so alarming.

Ghastly prodes of vicious lies
and timid bridal wander
is in the eyes of common tacks
and a tear so yonder.

I use to dream of my first kiss
as enchanted and preserved
but the kiss was thoughtless gray
I guess I was undeserved.

Where is my prince charming?
the one I use to dream about
My world is broken to bits
and my heart is condemned to doubt.

I've been smiling in the shadows for the longest while, wish I had wings or someone to love, for I've walked an entire mile.

Still on the search to find him
please carry me away,
thump the temptation of brutality
please surround me as we pray.

Here in the repetition of my tears
releases another empty breath
the decay of insides flows in the stem, of the red bouquet of death.

The ghosts of doomed individuals
beckon my tears to their graves
where my heart leaks its lonely lullabies, for I'm the tomb of slaves.

Bring this man to hold me
when I cannot stand on blades
Tell him to stop the crumble
of the world,
when it all invades.

Crucifixion of my past
theres nothing left of me to break
I'm the girl without love,
there's nothing left to fake.

Here I stand alone some more,
fierceless and possessed
but most of all I drop a tear
because I'm the girl loveless..