The Choice That Breathes Poison

1/1/2012 12:40 PM

There's a song inside of me that's trying to break free,

A melodic rose with black thorns that slices throats

And rots the metal inside bodies as the notes are carried by the wind.

The sky is a black vortex that sucks every last ounce

Of oxygen out of me, shriveling my body into dust.

Through a voice that makes men scream, I try to vocalize this revealation.

I collapse into the ashes of former friends, former selves,

Roll in the petals of lysteria that give a scent of acid,

Cry blood from amber orbs that show the sadness eternally.

 

And there's a choice I have to make

Between Love or Family, between Life or Death.

And it's a choice that breathes poison into my veins.

A sun of vibrant fire, purple haze across the land,

With the ravens whose eyes are beady and xanthous.

With the human trees whose flesh deteriorates in clumps

To the maggot infested grounds, that spur up daises and chrysanthemums

All in which breathe a pollen of lethal injections.

And my body is pale, vines of cerise flowing down my skin.

 

A tattered dress clinging to this bag of bones, a holy white,

And the hands I own rise up to the black sky

And my voice finally breaks through,

A song inside of me filling the air of Death.

I cry for the one I love, and sing for his ears,

I give way to songs that burn down the walls of insecurity and pain.

I give way to the choice that breathes poison into my life

A poison that kills the negative thoughts inside my head,

The negative self-destructive behaviors in my hands capability,

 

The identity I use to know, the girl of harrowed depression.

And everything changes to be something amazing,

Something so great and wondrous as I inhale the moment you fall from the heavens,

Take me in your arms and kiss me so sweetly.

And it's the Angel of Life that you are, breathing into me

All that I need and I can only thank you with gentle touches

For words could never express the feelings I have for you.

And as much as I try to sing the melodic rose to perfection,

You listen with a heart so warm, and smile as everything in this world comes alive.

 

Nothing remains dark and grotesque as long as you're here.

Nothing rots and moves to the dying ground of maggots that are now butterflies.

And the poison in the air is pure and clean

As the human tress who dance in beauty.

The ravens become doves with heart-shaped eyes, pretty in white feathers.

And this dress on my healthy body swirls as we dance

To a choice that gave us a chance to be together,

To live forever and ever in love and bliss, overcoming hardships,

And the choice that breathes poison is lethal in serenity, of you and me.