Poem

[la_luna_regina]

I am a bitter death,
A bloody woman
producing repulsive screams.
The weak are manipulated.
Where beauty and death combine
Become the shadow of a friend.
A flood of delerious meanings
Destroy true love for me.
Falling beneath the moon
I leave life in the void.
Goddess am I not.
Living am I not.
Music never plays for me.
Bitterly deprived.
Crushed.
A soul that survives
Whispers to an aching heart.