malrose

Don't get me wrong, I know what I'm losing. Won't you take me somewhere So I can go free-falling No ground beneath the wind. Your eyes to drown me Take my soul into your mouth And gently, gently, kill me, sleep me. I'm finally stopping, suspended, stagnant Muddy Bathwater insists. My center of gravity is dancing Bend down and crawl inside me I'll be your mirror Take my soul into your mouth And gently, gently, kill me, sleep me. Rainbow-silent, my fingernails are crystal reflectors. "Some statement!" she snorts, benignly unaware of our tripping Converse conversation Someday you'll burn sunrise, take my soul into your

There are few things worse I think, than that noise of voices harsh and full and loud you are terrified, petrified, so sick this will not be your terrible lullaby bare feet stumble, and gasp down white carpet passage running, running from the sound which rises a deep red monster emerges tinited by the tears that spilled from her womb the pearly eyes like the seed he spewed it claws the inside of my belly, eats out of my heart 'till it's raw, dry, a shell and a cushion of flesh.