Jan 22, 2008 04:43
Demon of lethargy
what is the color of the words
you try to make so clear
through pale nonexistent lips
of nicotine stained teeth
guarded by wrinkles
that tell a story of faith
You vise-grip your chalice
tight like your arthritic fingers
that wrap around my neck
drink your false truths
and clasp tighter
paranoia is your weapon
and your source of life
Love leaves no prisoners
like the quicksand
that surges through my veins
and infiltrates my heart
you are a part of me
and I am a part of you
whether we like it or not
Poison forces itself
everyday into my lungs
expanding before compressing
in a monotonous rape
until the sun bleeds
driving me into madness
where the snow engulfs me
You're always there
to take me under your wing
cool leather embraces me
entombing me within
your bosom of infinite darkness
you've smothered me
But you've always kept me warm
Clutch your southern cross
tightly against your chest
we both know that
good things don't last long
this world is a stepping stone
and I will meet you in the wind
If only you believe in me
2008 Evadne