Cold Rotting -

Your eyes on a spoon
Don't really see   

(Me)

Your heart in her hands

Can't really love

(Me)

 

Please don't surrender yourself -

 

Your cold, rotting fingers

Trace her spine,

Her ribs,

Her hips.

She rotting, (your heart)

Cold

And crumbling.

 

She will fall apart in your hands -

 

You've already

Lost yourself

In her dark,

Tangled life

Death.

 

Reviews

[Cassidy Mask]

This is gorgeously disturbing. I love it.

"She will fall apart in your hands -"

great imagery (if a little..: :S) xxxx