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