07.07.10
Simple kisses flutter by
like butterflies as my mind tries
to simplify the incoherent samples
of distortion in my mind
My innocence is shattered in the
tattered life that I hold near
as tears soak down the clothes I wear
in fear I tremble, my ghosts appear
I bear the memories branded in
my skin and buckle at the weight
Too late, my bones are breaking
There's no faking, as I'm waking,
Fingers raking against my skin
and nails scratching once again
brand new attempts to make amends
it sends a chilling sound bite through
the blue and purple in the sky empties
the feelings deep inside. I sigh and
bleed out tainted blood, a flood
relieves the parts that cry. Empty
embraces sweep the ground and
die as homeless all around, the mounds
of graves I've prepared for them
accept and take the heartless in.
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