Loathsome Attraction

You drained your soul
poured your tears
into my blood kept
so softly taken.
Laughter spilled over your fate
with me it pressed
on with my faults and anguish
covered your love.
That pale face hidden,
it kept me
replenished my sores
drifted away to you.
That thorn in ice
fallen away from spite
torn for us to bare
our aversion.

Blind and dying we are
cold and fragile our minds
a cataclysm in you
and death for everyone afar.


 

Back Home

If you have any comments, criticism, poetry or suggestions, email me at Ashes_and_Decay@hotmail.com

©1997-1998 fallenlove