Watch Me Bleed
05:46 Feb 16 2007
Times Read: 535
As I sit silently, looking at the moon,
A strange feeling runs through my veins
As like a butterfly emerging from it’s cocoon.
The yearning for red colored water,
That runs like a river
Will satisfy my hunger,
It tastes sweet, not bitter.
A creature that was sitting silently there,
Arises as a fear stricken animal that craves human blood,
A howl you will hear
As the evil one searches for love.
The night she wishes to dwell in
As she feasts upon her own soul and flesh,
Starving from a lack of love and light,
She grows pale and learns to love the night.
The pain you can see in my eyes,
The fear you can feel when she cries,
The angel that I wish to be,
The demon she wishes would flee.
During the night you can’t see the blood
That runs from my wounds like a flood,
Teeth marks and cuts all in my skin,
Somehow she wishes that she could win.
I run through the forest like a lost little child,
She runs through the dark
The moon teasing all the while.
Lost and helpless, I fall to the ground,
She howls once again,
A freedom still not found.
But then the darkness parts
And an angel appears,
Bound together is their hearts
And now she cries joyful tears.
He takes my hands,
Leads me to safer lands,
Casts out my evil ways
So that we may stay together for the rest of our days.
He saved my soul,
Now I am whole,
Only with you,
Our love will always be true.
As I silently sit, looking at the moon,
Wondering if my cleansed soul
Will soon be in bloom,
For now my heart’s warm, not cold.
Visions of the den
Where once I was in
Feeding on my soul and skin,
Dwelling in the darkness of my sin.
Just keep on holding me,
I no longer plead,
As you watch me bleed.
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