<< Internal Bleeding

Graveyard bound on frail moth wings
Danced in your flame and I was singed
A captive writhing in your trap
Lace wings curled up, scorched and black.

And now I’m
twirling slowly on your pole
searching for the dream you stole
chasing stars inside my head
cradling kittens always born dead

I sang songs of praise and wishful love
Till my mouth over-ran with my dying blood
I kissed drugged lips and something died
My heart, cut out, and I bled inside.

And now I’m
suspended here in frozen time
clinging on to what is mine
searching for love I hope still lingers
my life and soul between your fingers.


Finished this over a year ago. I've never really liked it but hey, hope you liked it anyway