Her

She is a poison...

...Desperately moving towards 

home

Struggling through the dark

heaved by the brown-eyed girl 

of brutal devilish beauty

Valentine’s not a pain til 

whispers of promises

shrouded the moonlight 

Casting shadows upon visions 

to seek 

what is true

upon waves of colorful fantasies

Blindly intoxicated by 

the arrows of the cherub

Getting lost 

not in the realm of logic

and of hearts beating a magic

Drunk from the waters of the falls

Wanting to be free

A pain from bleeding scars

fear of void and tears

and yet

dreaming of soaring high

in these clouded 

times...

Mek

Aug08

Author's Note

Photo by Shinigami El