Blood Stone
08:01 Nov 21 2006
Times Read: 564
The blood on her hands
Oh, so wet and warm
A shadow where he used to stand
From his chest, his blackened heart was torn.
The sliver taken from her soul
Now desolate and so cold
Long ago ripped apart and ravaged
Laid bare by a heartless savage.
Sparkling diamond upon her hand
He still fought to understand
As the crimson pooled and he lay alone
How the gem of their love had turned to his blood stone.
Filth
04:25 Nov 21 2006
Times Read: 568
I hate you.
I won't debate you.
You are dead to me,
You whore.
I will kill you.
I won't feel you.
I don't hear what you said to me,
You whore.
You're such a liar.
You're a dead bird on a live wire.
Burn in hell,
You whore.
I detest you.
A crackhead could best you.
God damn you,
You whore.
I will fuck you up.
I will knock you down.
Feel it as my knife jams,
You whore.
I fucking hate you.
I'll incinerate you.
Fuck off,
You filthy whore.
Darkness Embraced
04:09 Nov 21 2006
Times Read: 572
Time flowed by effortlessly
As she moved toward the door
No longer holding a fear of eternity
She vowed to cry never more.
With a flourish of her left hand
As she stood in the silver moonlight
She glanced once more at the golden band
Before it disappeared forever from her sight.
No more would the pain come
As she tried to cover her face
No longer would she succumb
Now that her darkness had been embraced.
His scowl no longer frightened her
His massive hands no longer struck their blow
She no longer wished for her swift massacre
As her nails ripped out his throat.
Time had indeed lost all meaning
Fearful kneeling was no longer her place
She bathed in the warmth as he lay bleeding
And her darkness had truly been embraced.
Crucified Angel
04:46 Nov 16 2006
Times Read: 579
Crucified angel, hanging there,
Blood matted in her silken hair.
Eyes closed, too blind to see,
The future for her own destiny.
Crucified angel, victim of woe,
Too much terror for one to behold.
The overwhelming desire for admiration,
Veiled the need for ethereal emancipation.
Crucified angel, light turned to dark,
Finishing the journey on which she embarked.
Giving up all for the sake of vanity,
Everything fades, even humanity.
Crucified angel, gone up in flame,
Without redemption or even a name.
Confined to a world of eternal sin,
She took a deep breath and let the darkness in.
Crucified angel, goes on no more,
And the world turns just like before.
Without the dark, there is no light,
Without wrong, there can be no right.
Copyright November 15, 2006
Christi Ankney
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