The ice in your eyes cracked
when the rain your eyes wracked
fractal fingers reaching rip her iris
when the loud cloud-brow rain whispers "why this?"
The demon that screams in your shower
The fire inside, some evil power.
His lips aren't meant to be kissed,
but his screams won't be dismissed.
Ice and fire are of the same stuff.
You tried a taste of this life,
and it's not enough.