Arousing horridly hatred breeds aching sorrowful grief,
Words massacred every breath down the diaphragm.
Eyes plunge stinging tears down the bloodshot sclera,
Frigid fills with your muffled cries of mellifluous voice.
Limbs turning numb sans hurling hazardous venom,
Crawling to her like a microbe searching its genome.

Our deafening cries engulfed the infirmary chamber,
Overwhelming with misery, weeping angels flew apart.
She gushed blood for in love, hidden spirits envied us,
As she struggled on my chest for a dreadful embrace.
She whispered in pain, that her petals were deflowered,
I was stabbed by her thorns while she fell and hovered.

The vast corridors of anthill, built by your consistent love,
It mustn’t void for your fadedness, stumbling my ground.
In your sick slumber, a hornet flawed blood in thy petals,
I crumble to see you clench and collapse by his venom.
Lord of the sky, this flower of yours has been tormented,
Justice pleads to pluck his stinger, strike me if I resented.

My storming tears flow down like glacier on her cheeks,
With my stinging sore taste, she woke and wailed aloud.
Her bawling coughed hiccups, she gargled it with blood,
Mumbling that she’s has became an eclipse for my light.
This dusk turned diamond, its all we have for each other,
A mistake led me here, to witness, wail over an another.

My tears enchant lively incense for your incurring thirst,
Imbuing it with our bitter present, weapon I craft in wary.
Rustiness of your dried blood dominates your rose scent,
And while your virtuous blood quenches your feisty hair.
Swing this weapon of love towards his eyes of ravenous,
And do, defy death that you die when the earth defeats us.

Hands pop emerald veins peeking out of her delicate skin,
Like a algae river flowing down through lost winter woods.
Her arteries being rinsed by bleeding surge in above reach,
Like a drenched, glooming rose on a cloudburst evening.
I lean to her lips for a final kiss, I taste pure and innocent,
Blood from her nose, seeping our memories of crescent.

Her breeze calming down like the eye of my raging storm,
As she vacuums my warmth for a her final whirl of breath.
Scared into my scars, her eyes resemble a bloody mirror,
Your help is either me, or the entity behind with a scythe.
For daring soul of yours, with the soul of hornet in clutter,
I drool a deal with death for his merciless manslaughter.

My pouring cold sweat freezes, like nuclear cold war winter,
The eerie dark twilight blends with her lifeless eye sockets.
Her bloody cadaver vapoured vengeance driven demoness,
Frozen eyes I swipe down, must aboard heaven’s departure.
I twitch for your shredded tears, a boat for my tearing ocean,
A sullen solitude soul, shall kill another love with your notion.