The Young Noble

His beauty draws them in.

His smile pulled them.

Like flies.

Blood stained gloves.

A needle in hand.

Breathing quickens with each step.

Draws out from the darkness.

Standing at the right hand.

Betraying all trust.

Returns...never.

 

The ball of perfection.

Smoke and fire.

Burning away all memories.

Of that beautiful person.

Too beautiful to be male.

He's slipping away into the night.

Sins rest apon his shoulders.

Blood is shed under his control.

 

He soon becomes insane.

From being so loved.

The love grabs his throat.

Choaking away his last breathe.

Only in his dream.

Waking up to something real.

Blood from the one who betrayed him.

Writen across his wall.

 

My young noble friend.

You are my beautiful sin.

As I am yours.

I will have you young noble.

For I love you too much,

to let you live.

I want to cut off you breathing,

because I do not want anyone to breath your air.

 

Nightmares fill his head.

Pounding in his ears.

Throbbing in his heart.

His sin sits before him.

Smirking at his own pain.

A kiss shared.

A knife shared.

A coffin shared.

A place in hell shared.

A pain cut off from both the world,

and them.

 

......For the young noble......

Author's Note

ignore grammer

Reviews

[Steven]

wow. tis really amazing. i loved it sooo much.

[.Mary-Kate]

A terrific read. I don't usually dabble in poetry, but this drew me in and kept me there.
Fantastic job.