DreamBaybee

The silent scream never heard always seen.     Unadored. Ignored.          Bleeding tears.          Crying blood. There she lies in her flood.               Won't you hear her? All her emotion never felt.                It burns her skin. Like a candle scorches a white rose. Twisting, turning torture, torment. Before her.        Beside her. And still, it awaits her.             Buttoned, zipped,       Scorched, ripped.        Torn, blown, Cut, stoned.         Blood, tears, Scissors, shears.          Broken, smashed,       Revved, crashed.                    Split, shot,   Left to rot. And this is how

Oh, crimson!               How I fear thee... although I know you so well.      Don't swell... ...Don't bleed. Smooth satin sashes and red ribbons.         Running through the forest, blood on my knees. I cry, I bleed.         And I think of you. Pouring down in a thick liquid form.   And on a robins breast. My corset,            Strung oh so tightly. Rubies gleaming in the gold room.        Streaming wonders to man. Clotted with cream and pumping still, The ink on the parchment of his will.            Scarlet drops, at a threatening pace. Creeping through my veins…        Don't knock on this door,         But