Upon the midnight sky lies a bright star.
The gleam creating my perfect contour along
The marble headstone like a perfectly placed scar.
Meshing into the headstone, I felt like I belonged.
The strong stone resisting it's wear,
But my tears broke into the cracks
Making death's mark fill with air
As the elixir of life delved deep into evil's lair.
I longed for your hand to protrude from the darkness,
To graze the hollows of my face
The sweet poisonous aroma and paleness
Of decay makes me long for your embrace
Six feet under before your immaculate glass coffin,
Our bodies are under pressure; my kisses fading.
Thy lips growing whiter with rejection.
Ice piercing my hear, and affection degrading.
My skin fragile as porcelain and translucent with death.
My tears glistening in the darkness on your skin.
My blood reviving your wounds my dearest Annabeth.
My cries muffled by the punishment of sin.
I prayed for your breath to again leave shivers upon my neck.
But, I've killed you once before.
Now, my coffin has been made, and I laid to rest.
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 7:16 AM UTC
Upon the midnight sky lies a bright star.
The gleam creating my perfect contour along
The marble headstone like a perfectly placed scar.
Meshing into the headstone, I felt like I belonged.
The strong stone resisting it's wear,
But my tears broke into the cracks
Making death's mark fill with air
As the elixir of life delved deep into evil's lair.
I longed for your hand to protrude from the darkness,
To graze the hollows of my face
The sweet poisonous aroma and paleness
Of decay makes me long for your embrace
Six feet under before your immaculate glass coffin,
Our bodies are under pressure; my kisses fading.
Thy lips growing whiter with rejection.
Ice piercing my hear, and affection degrading.
My skin fragile as porcelain and translucent with death.
My tears glistening in the darkness on your skin.
My blood reviving your wounds my dearest Annabeth.
My cries muffled by the punishment of sin.
I prayed for your breath to again leave shivers upon my neck.
But, I've killed you once before.
Now, my coffin has been made, and I laid to rest.