Standing in the doorway
Rushing, Racing, Running in circles
Colliding, Confusion, Chaos on replay.
Slowly pulling the white nightgown over her still cold body
Brightly coloured pills, they will make the hour seem less ill.
She’s flesh and blood but does not feel human at night
Scream underwater, tonight, you’re her ****.
Whispering charms and throwing curses
The soothing murmur, the stabbing blade
Will you still wait in the sweltering heat?
Head under ice, dive in, taste the cold.
The cool grey fingers will linger at your pulsing throat
Gazing into the blackness, the sweet breath shall pull you closer
Biting a neck, still yet to be ripe
The moving shadows will lure you in
Vague despair will creep up your chest
Shivers down her spine
Whistling claws tearing you down
Work on your own, delicate lullaby.
Trackless patterns, invisible footsteps
Slowly falling from the sky, the tears of a broken star
Let the snow bury you deep.
She flies with no movement, up and above
There is no longer a reality to hold her down
Wake up to find her body mangled
The twisted lips, the shattered eyes
murmuring under her breath
a continuous sound
something not to be understood.