Wrinkly Hags..It was all but carriages and castles.
Rapunzel and such.
Forever a Princess,
But at the pin's touch,
I fall with a thump,
Into a slumber that keeps,
for an eternity and a half,
Or til a kiss from a .. sheep..?
Damn these fucking Witches.
Chemistry.He runs his tongue across mine,
Our bodies intertwine.
He touches me, I curl my feet,
Our bodies radiate heat.
Sorrow and DemiseMorbid and restless shadows arise.
Clouding judgement, a glaze over eyes.
Funny, almost. Amusing, at the least.
The silver gleans - the pain released.
Seriatim; it drips; it pours; it stops.
Crimson in colour, establishing clots.
A pattern of fluid, so fragile at glance.
Though when observed; veils are but lies,
Replaced entirely by sorrow and demise.
RelationshipsWhat's the point of relationships?
Can never see the benefits.
All you're left with,
are the permanent remnants,
Of a love lost
And a friendship ended.
The fights, the laughs,
They're all but masks,
For the bodies within,
Struggling to win,
To gain control,
And save the souls
Of two innocent victims.