All alone
Lost in the dark expanse of the internet.
Weeping fo rthe lost bits of innocents
Weeping for old times past
Precious little one.
Beautiful soft soul.
Bitterness takes over
The mind unfolds
Tiny shards of glass
Rip apart the skin
Revealing the pain
Held within
What a tiny little dove
What a sweet little bitch
The bloody mass of loneliness
That has yet to be breached.

Stars in the sky
Blur to thine eye
The faster you travel
Into the sea of hell
On him she did cast
Such an evil wicked spell
The bitch did it
And has no remorse
As she travels along
On her steady horse
She sees nothing
But the darkness within
She tried to hide the hurt
But still yet withered in pain
For what she wanted
She did not gain.
The sin of passion
Hurts just so
The love of sin
Makes all the pain flow
Traveling on
Past the night
Into a world
Full of the bright.
Darkness
Of the soul
Clouds the emotions
Makes the blood cold.

All is fickle
Anyway
She thinks to herself
As the wind blows the words away
Chanting
Seemingly endless
Words of pain and joy
All in one breath
A song sung of life
And in the same death
The steed travels on
Unworried by his mistresses song
But does feel the tension
Of the love she must long.
Clamoring over half downed walls,
The stones are so easy to fall
Graceful and smooth motions
They do travel on
Her cape snags on a branch
She does not even notice
For she is lost in her dream
Of the aching heart
Of the deadly man
Whom hath ripped her apart.
She will get even
He will pay
Only these words
Does she say
Over and over
Until her mind is gone
And the words in the wind
Do travel on.

9-10-02
~*~M.B.J.~*~