October was;
the death of fireflies...
We're falling apart,
drifting away...
Dancing with sweet feminism,
above cemeteries of barren fields...
I
Fragments of words...
Springs Lost Beauty...
Smoldering words fall from vacant lips
Each syllable curling around my heart...
Mistakes are not always just lessons learned
They haunt you and taunt you, while you yearn...
Rope around her neck
Razor in her hand...
Whispering moments
of timeless love...
I listen carefully to the ticking of the clock
I'm already hiding when you break the lock...
I watched her walk through
dew pearled roses, wind softly...
Topaz eyes with rusty glass shards.
Razorblade's kiss left a trail of dark scars...