held together with makeshift glue
one part blood, three parts pain
my bones cracking, fracturing
i am filling these spaces in
with mortar and cement
and the still-hot ash of my passion
passion like a furnace; alas
with all things bright and burning
the wick lights for a mere few seconds
then leaves smoke, dancing in the wind
like you then, one moment there,
setting me ablaze, the next,
gone
and i, alone
vulnerable to the cold
that was when the unravelling came
i took my broken but still-beating heart
with tears and blood and witchwork
i fashioned an impenetrable sealant
one even your pretty, silken lies
couldn't slip through
ever again

There is a stone cage
Built slowly, over years
Broken down again and again
Foul hands digging into its carcass
Rending, tearing, destroying
To get at the sweet nectar of my soul
Blood dripping from hands
I love you i'm sorry I love you
Walls laced with iron and steel
Less malleable, less breakable
Build and build and build
He says he wouldn't hurt me
Such savagery is beyond him
But I know his type
The ones with the blue eyes
And the soft lips and the warm hands
Inside they're cold cold cold
Getting close enough to kiss
Before the torture starts
My walls will not be molded
For him to climb over and into me
I'll bleed him first if it means
He is too tired to hold me
**for i will never be harmed again

Stars,
those glittering demons
mocking me with their distance
How can they be so far?
Allowed to look upon this world
without having to walk its tortured streets
They are eating me up with their brightness
Dim! Dull and fade you foul reminders
that I am trapped here on a dying planet
whilst you can burn out brilliantly
And I, in life as well as death
Decay.