A darker take on the classic love poem. |
She's stuck in your heart; darkening your dreams She's the razor tearing you apart at the seems She's the gravity when your sky is falling She's the ridiculous fantasy your mind is drawing A nightmare's sky that's flayed asunder Still your heart beats like crying thunder Pounding through your temples like a madman's drum Drowning your words under a drunken sea of rum She's the sepia when your world starts to rust She can show you fear in a handful of dust She's the sun, the night and she's the dusk She rips your essence from your empty husk The eyes that can't be blind become shadowed and jaded Colors filtered through and the innocence has faded This macabre masquerade folds to a brief halt Sometimes you're honest to a fault She's the huntress of the night She's tearing you off the rind She picks the meat clean from the bones She laughs when you're left alone There is little left in which to believe Forgiveness for the past is so far reprieved Pray to your clouds or call upon a cross You have never experienced loss She's a down-home girl from the big city She thinks your love is such a pity She dances at midnight with the wicked piper She laughs because she's the one you cry for Smoke that bottle and drink your ashes Everything amongst your halo crashes Phosphorescent lights shoot from the iris The gone from the bounty of the pious She is here but she is there She is gone but she is everywhere You may love her and it's sad but true She will never be with you |