"rayvn" poems
It wasn't real.
The love you traced upon my lips...
Was filled with venomous lies.
- Rayvn St. Claire
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 8:33 PM UTC
He pledged to woefully accept
The broken lullabies
That cradled his stone heart and
Locked itself deep within his soul.
The vow he heat pressed straight into his mind
Had left a scar wounding the very depths of his madness.
He swore to the heavens to ignore
Such sensitivities for the sake of another light.
Yet, his senses scream for some sort of release.
Caresses.
Essences.
Savoring.
Listening.
Visualizations.
The desperation grew immensely like that of a saint
Who hath willing succumbed to ideals of sinning
And nightly creatures pieced his demons back together.
As they added weight to his already blood stained wasteland
I begin to wonder...
Who is he now?
I am merely the vessel of what use to be.
Unless, of course that man...
Is the one I see in the mirror.
Nothing but a silent reminiscence of what was...
Human.
- Rayvn St. Claire
Jul 21, 2017
Jul 21, 2017 at 8:29 PM UTC