shepoet

Queen of the chains of flames, Flames that my heart maims, Chains wrapped to my chins, She smiles like an angel,one to be she claims, She is a devil behind the mannequin,                                                 Silent, lovely and full of games, Trust worthy to be is what she aims, She will feed you poison, no shames, She comes off as mature but alas! She is a devil behind the mannequin,   I will cry not for your blames But for this pain I feel in tames, T his pain within my minds' I will put you from me, miles, I will not look at your smiles She is a devil behind the mannequin She will fall that I am certain I will help her up to  hurtle me again Her mask will come off, it will happen Her fangs by all will be seen, She is a devil behind the mannequin

Void walks hand in hand with me, Pain serenades me with beautiful pieces Loss my pride, trapped in a cage full of emptiness Deceased     is my being, emptied in to your basket, Misery, the friend that comforts my dead soul Walk out on me, watching out for me, Cry in pleasure, rejoice in pain, A cartel of memories in a vase of thorns, I stand on nails that caress my feet Misery, the friend I trust You talk cure, I hear exacerbate You bless a ruined ran over glass rose, I fight me, Death smiles, life scowls Nobody wins, nobody loses We are winners of the losers Misery, the friend cheering on You rejoice in my pain You bite and cut through my vein You remind me how you have made of me ruin, How forever we will be on rails of vain, You rain and reign in this jail me you have rein Misery, the friend so sovereign Count, reconcile, recommend, and retreat Misery the master of my kingdom, Slavery is all I know and love to live I can’t leave my friend behind I can’t live if I leave, I can