Friday, February 13, 2026

When I cried - 13.02.2026

 So .... 

 I finally get to meet the reaper in me, who sealed the fate

Fire and blood in a hellstorm, chasing after clarity at the cosmic gate

Gone at a whim, the whiff of it disappearing, never real, an apparition to steal

My hopes away, now I get to get dirty with reality itself, enjoying my blood meal.

 So, I finally get to meet her, meet the reaper

Dancing with the devil under pale moonlight, the wounds go deeper

Than everyone cares to see, a hell underneath us,

It’s where I find my self, trying to burry her, so I can keep her

Focused, she got it I know, you saw it to, the death seeks her

Treacherous dreamer, born anew out of cadaverous worms, eager

To leech on the rotten corpse beneath through all of these creepers

Leeching in, reader, you’ll need her, but learn how to get used with cheaper,

Thought you could cheat on

I’m tired of being here, being fed up with, but let’s agree on

The neon grave that looms above, all of me

Lingering while you captivate me still, with the us left behind

With once-pleasant dreams, with all the sanity in me …now declined

And I am still confined to vanilla haptic, amber redefined

My blood to yours still consigned.

Still all of me, enshrined to all your looks

The bloody glance you threw at me last time,

You saw me upset, but you never saw beneath…my smile's hooks...

that only in your presence, as a woman, I felt divined.

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