Bound
in Black Veins and Despair
Lovely
these pieces falling before my feet,
As
you cower in the terror of my hate for you,
I
will cause you the pain that you caused me.
Screaming
at you,
Blood
dripping from my lips,
I
shudder,
Tears
flowing down my face,
Tracing
paths where you scarred me.
You
loved me,
Then
hated me,
Fogging
over everything,
Making
me blind to your feelings so I could never see.
You'd
mend me,
And
then reopen the gash,
Causing
it bleed more and more,
Marring
my features,
But
never making me ugly.
You
gasp as my chains encircle and constrict your neck,
Ripping
into your neck and choking you.
I
break down and weep for all of the sorrows you caused me,
And
how I can still not watch you die nor kill you.
You
ways clinging to me and the darkness,
Crying
out you are still my obscurite*.
The
chains release,
Your
limp body falling onto the dust covered floor,
It
coming to scatter,
Dead
leaves around you dance up,
Then
descend onto your features,
Into
your hair,
Coffins
surrounding us undisturbed.
I
sob,
Gently
lifting your head to rest on my lap,
Brushing
away the brushing away a colored leaf upon your pale cheek,
My
tears falling upon your lips.
I
laugh, whispering,
This is what you wanted isn't it?
I
stroke your jaw,
Staring
at your blue lips,
Trying
to steady trembling hands.
Gently
I shift your body,
Placing
your head on the floor,
My
spirit falls into you,
Easing
air into your veins,
I
steal away,
Blown
back into my being,
As
I pant for breath,
Opening
my darkened eyes,
Your
shadows I now share.
Your
silver-black eyes watching over me.
You
gently reopen a scar and I laugh.
In
death we blissfully consume one another,
My
bereaved breaths coming more rapidly...
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*Darkness [French]