black benediction ⠀
black benediction ⠀ and I’ll miss you. your black eyes— they always undressed my soul. ⠀ your spirit danced with my decaying heart. you couldn’t save me. nobody could. I’m bound to hell.
daemonium maritus
I stand still where the veil thins, barebacked and bone-lit, my breath quivers with want, my soul calls your name, my skin aches for your dark embrace. you carried me through each season of their sins. to the knife that shed sacred flesh— while blood dripped down biblical pages, chanted into trance. to the windows […]
my beloved
my beloved, taken too early, ripped from light. now agony echoes in shattered halls, skull-cracking cries beneath blood-spattered walls. bruised and broken, your memory remains, a silhouette in crimson pooled stains. a thousand echoes — unanswered. a fire that burned into ice. now to this empty life I am bound. life has no color. no […]
h3roin eulogy
he injected his veins with vanity. drank the lies he told me. exhaled deceit. a fake clean act. a cruel cutting grin. a thousand comparisons aimed for revenge. no kiss to be found. no warm, loving embrace. his eyes were cold— as dead as his drunken soul.
lamb at the altar
He came with light in shaking hands, a halo stitched from holy plans. He knelt before my black-stained altar and whispered, “Let your heart be mine.”
the echo
she writes in leather, blood ink, and precision—her story traced through hell not once, but many times—she returned, reborn. the echo scurries, spewing prints in plastic, a hollow heart performing through the next borrowed scene.
war hymn
she wrote war hymn in hell’s church and a psalm of damnation, biblical grief soaked in gasoline. her words bled.
the good soldier
she’s the one; the one that needs me. she’s the one who can deceive me. the one who can keep me warm. the one who will be my whore. she’s the one. the one that had three friends. they were all over me until the end.
adam
cold pistol against my head. down on your knees, you said. to be forgotten on this dreary snow. bleeding trails of blood as I go. my life flashes before me.
paper boats
in the quiet of the dark night, dreams drift away, like paper boats lost in a gentle sway. once they danced on the waves of desire, now they float aimless, dimming their fire. hearts wrapped in quiescence, love pushed aside, chasing shadows where true hopes die.
