Waves wade
Washing our woes
You promised purposely
Pin pointed fingers
Nail in. Prise pride,
Apply pressure,

The weather of your storm
In the eye of your scorn
Forlorn dawn, dawned upon us
Swarmed by your tidal waves
Whipping us around the place
Sea bound, drowning in your gaze

Breathless beneath the taste
Of salted water ways...

Then the slaughter sways
Lonely daughter displayed

Doing my best, not to drown
In all the ways I was kept down
The theft of life, by your hands
A deathly price, a deadly stance
In this reverie, remember me
Because I'm bound, to forget everything
Switch off the depth of me...
Sick in this sea, lungs watered like a plant
Drink it in, let the ocean, have its demands
Sink in quicksand, while hauntings press
Into your soul and taunt the adept...
Inherited death by your hands
Destined to breathe out of breath.

Our love was like art
I should have known,
From the start
It'd stop dead hearts

Punch a hole in a perfect picture
Pitcher the crimson, drink the literature
Ligature marks, upon canvas signature
Spinning yarn into acrylic,
activity extra-curricular

I should have known
From the start
Arterial demise makes spider veins
Drunk on you, but the cider drained.
Fire remains as the lighter flames
Burnt scroll of a promise, dire remains
We urned those ashes, that desire change
Two fighters framed
Forever forged in yesterday's...

Our love was art
I should have known, it would
Stop before it starts.
Where art thou
Passion LIES in stars
Mess, mur, eyes
Blurred to lies
Paralyse the prize
Shatter the gems in I
As I divide into shiny shards