Thief of dreams,

I hide my pain
Among the already narrow scars
Lines of passion
Betrayal
***** hopes

Hung out to dry

To scab
Crack
Heal

Who cares for beauty anymore?

Enamored by the sickness
Death
Destruction
Denial

We bow when ego’s king
We bow when the Light hides her face
To exalt a demon queen.


Copyright 2011 Monica Figueroa