A stunned blink in the darkness, Betrays what emotion I shouldn’t feel. Creatures with ridged spines and watery eyes, Delicate and horrifying, Entertain their own thoughts of my end. Forever I watch them, Growing anxious and worried. Hair stands on end on my neck and arms, Igniting cackles among their numbers. Just as they want, I am afraid. "Kiss him, kill them" they sigh with longing. Lies drip easily from their venom encrusted Mouths and minds. None know the true meaning Of what it is they do. "Perfection, perfection" Quotes the eldest "Run away - fly away!" Swoons the smallest and Too often do I want to be Undone by their words. Veiled in their heavy White endings. Xanthic drippings on my skin help eat away the Youth of outward appearance. Soon I listen to the voices so often, I am Zipping through this plane of existance to the next.
Midnitergrl · Wed Jun 04, 2008 @ 08:56pm · 0 Comments |