Once upon a time
When I was innocence
Blessed by your benevolence
We were  in love.

Once upon a time
When stories would take us
To a place we could be together
We would sing songs.

Once upon a time
Before hell raised your voice
Heaven cried out in fear
It was your choice.

Once upon a time
Christ came into your life
Though we crossed paths, still
I was crucified.

Now,
It's more than just a book
Karmas cold retribution
You'll never know your son.

This is all wrong...
My magick was naught, but a sad song.
All along, your intentions were wrought with
Rusty prongs

Belial beseeched you so
You put on a thong.
You poisoned my blood,
And though I preached love
I've been forsworn.

It tore me in two,
To no longer belong
Lost in the throng of
Faceless pawns

Tasteless lawns
**** the fruit, lest it pours from a flagon
Lukewarm, like the colostrum
We licked at once we were born.

Before all of this... form
We were one another's pornhub
Maybe I'm just "tootin' my own horn" but,
That's still better than being stillborn.

Ahhhhhhhhh
How it feels to taste pine
After a long days grind.
There's nothing better than
Coming home to find
A pretty flower already dried.
No need for a grinder, I
Kinda like twisting my kind
Buds be chillin on ice
Take one taste of this spice and
Pipe dreams take over your mind.
Eyes scream as the pressure rises
There is no disguising these trees, but frankly
There's no need to hide it!
It's quite alright, don't fight it,
Legalize our ancient medication.

You don't make me cry anymore.
When my mind glides by your amorous glow,
Our past no longer slows my rhythm.
You struck a chord, and our light diminished.
A musicians sword, cuts like a prism.
This prison I've put us in,
Is no longer fitting,
For rainbows arch too far from tradition,
And a white dress only fits on a ******.
It's urgent that,
I spell check my wording, cause
My inner workings are always flirting with
The idea of falling for you again.

How would you write about
Feeling exhausted
When it seems more appropriate
To not be writing at all?

Idolizing drugs as if it's what sustains you
While I'm worshipping love contained in a statue.
I painted your face upon the cracked stone,
Hoping your grace could make me whole,
Again, my goddess crumbles at my feet.
Stolen from me by the shadows deceit.
Hollow was the ground upon which we built,
Our home was a grave held up by rotting stilts,
Twas only a matter of time before collapse,
Foretold by the stars, prophecies own map...
Still, I fought for you, to rip off the mask
Your grasp on my heart faltered,
We weren't meant to last.
To let you go, meant to shatter like glass
So here I am, scattered shards, lost in the sand.
The pieces cut my hands, I don't remember who I am.
Blood smears the reflections. I don't understand,
The message was clear before fears lead you astray
Now Death has come, a headstone is all that remains.