Revolte
12-26-2011, 08:19 PM
My kindling heart ruptures
as the rage heats its steel
lining that kept it from feeling
as my eyes bleed, so much so in fact
that they are crisp and black
and my veins spring from my skin
to rap my neck and pull
like the devil in the garden
that was once beautiful.
as the rage heats its steel
lining that kept it from feeling
as my eyes bleed, so much so in fact
that they are crisp and black
and my veins spring from my skin
to rap my neck and pull
like the devil in the garden
that was once beautiful.