vampiric intentions
collapse my insides
hollowed chest
sunken eyes
lips cracked like eggshells
tears threatening to fall
the best season is autumn
yet it's the worst time of all
life begins anew
regrets come freshly packaged
illusions are shattered, too
memories pump through me
leaving traces i can't forget
broken hearts and shattered bones
earthquakes rip through this broken home
glimpses of agile fingers
and voluminous lips
of bruised pink down
whisper poisonous
trecharous melodies
that haunt my every dream
the ghosts of my life
follow me during this seasonal time
spectors of the past, of a simpler life
echoes of bedtime stories
too fearful to repeat
autumn is a shuttered closet,
locked and bitter,
a tale of caution for the weak.