She came to me with the unborn,
The devil’s look in the baby’s eye.
Small feet & hands all well too torn,
I to grab my own son dead & shy.
What I thought would be a blessing,
Would only begin life misery.
Long ago, I so obsessing,
Waiting for my heir of mystery.
Feeling his beating little heart,
Beat! Beating! No lungs grasping for air.
No more a mother, but a ****,
Dead eyes of her evil long lost care.
So, I killed her - life for a life -
Who knew - the prayer of a knife…

Do you love the grit of my teeth,
True caressing sweet nature,
Slowly engulfing you…
Love‘s venom taking over us,
Never to let you go free,
Nor leave a simple clue…
Symphonies of dreams distorted,
No one to crave you but thee,
Savings for catacombs…
Who to find you of buried love,
Your skin melting of ***** wealth,
Reeking of ****** pomes…
Shake alive your casket of limbs…
Of ground the crying violins…

Sleepless in change,
As time passes by.
Tell me my love,
Where are you to hide?
You left me here,
A bard of the night.
Longing for dreams,
Awoken by fright.
Still in silence,
I don’t wait for you.
What’s passed is gone,
An entity through.
Am I alive -
Haunted we will know.

I fear in this lifetime,
It may not be with you.
Flowers on a table,
Turning to a gun soon.
Wind chimes come at my door,
I believing its you.
The habit to answer,
No one is there & through.
The crimson sky to shine,
Telling me its my time.
The last & final thoughts,
All telling me a sign.
Will I ever get out,
This end of my lifeline?

So sweet the daffodils,
You placed upon my grave.
Thinking of us all timed,
Lost soul to you to save.
Darling, where were you, all,
So close to me of thine.
Floating, flying, the rose,
Away from a birthed vine.
You placed the wrong flowers,
Thinking you cared for me.
Hand sprouting from below,
Grabbed upon you to see.
So sweet the daffodils,
For you & me to share...

I bide in the shadows,
Secretly writing your name.
An endless endeavor,
Never to be the same.
Cradled in times of sorrow,
I dare not long for you.
...Little time to borrow...
I hurt you to protect you,
Because I hurt myself.
...From this time it has flew...
Letting go is not enough,
So I wait in the dark.
...I know it will be rough...
Until I am seen again.