Wistful tear drops fall
landing onto you're devious fire
burning my chest wall
the heart you no longer desire
 
I am screaming to be freed
as a broken heart cries
though wounds slowly bleed
tears do not flow from these eyes
 
For they are closed tight
as to not show I have not healed 
that I fight flames burning bright
with the tears I've concealed 
 
That are hidden behind dry lashes 
within is where I fell apart
where I release to you ashes
the remnants of my heart.

Satin petals encased
her heart's desolated pieces
from love unlaced
a fragrance of forlorn releases
 
Her tears trickle down
caress unconsolable hands
red eyes begin to drown
as her head lands
 
Onto a bed draped
with thorns of the foregone 
though she escaped
her heart has yet to press on
 
Until she has healed 
her heart breaks through
she remains concealed 
a rose so blue.

Silken curtains raise, strings firmly yank 
controlling my feet I unwillingly rise
my mouth woven shut, eyes blank
as I'm secured by knots, my master ties
 
Fastened, onto imperious boards 
once attached vivid strings dim
he manipulates my body, with his cords
maneuvering my every limb
 
I hang, by his dominating twine
my mind thus not my own
until I snip the facilitating line
once his strands of thread are unsewn  
 
Awaiting for his strings to be disintegrated
for his binds that own me, to disappear 
though curtains remain open, threads integrated 
I still, his marionette and he, my puppeteer.

Entangled by silk, shimmering thread
you struggle to break free 
to escape from what's ahead
but you're embedded prey, unable to flee
 
With every forceful kick, horrid scream
brings you closer to your death
the realization sets in, tears stream
as you panic with each breath
 
Struggling to survive, turns you weak
vibrations send terror as it nears 
with every step your future grows bleak
until standing over you, it appears
 
Caught in life's web, it stares within
saliva drips as it's mouth opens wider
blood flows as fangs pierce your skin
wrapped within silk, the victim of a spider.

The passion for writing heats the coal 
igniting with every inspiration 
luminous flames within the soul
will melt together a beautiful creation
 
Pieced of moments that you can't escape
extinguished love that made you fall
burned memories closed off with tape
a poem is the victim of it all
 
As embers smolder, waiting to ignite
by troubles in life that will inspire 
a beautiful poem to rise in the night
set by arsonists, a poets fire.

Clenching the bark of an icy branch
as it's too afraid of letting go
of being forgotten, buried
underneath the frigid snow
 
As it is touched by winter
withered from the cold
its stem quivers from a breeze
thus makes it loss ahold
 
Dreadfully swirling within the wind
never will you hear its cry
nor know the pain it feels
falling through the frosty sky
 
A life frozen by winter
as it gracefully lands upon
to be buried beneath
glistening white, forever gone.

As my beauty draws you near
I'm infatuating you with my disguise
leaning in to whisper words, insincere
darkness lures you, through my eyes

With a touch upon my body
the poison spreads within your veins
I'm not the person I embody
not a drop of good remains

Soon to be mine, my fixation
as my infectious vines will climb
up those who caused my mutation
the revenge will spread in time

As the surface of your skin
receives my hives, it sets ablaze
while the corrupting toxins set in
and your mind fills with haze

Vines climb squeezing you tight
green leaves red, feel my wrath
around your neck, your face white
breathless for walking down my path.