eYeS WiTH BLooD

Dust in my black holes,
tears in my eyes.
Lust for innocent blood
to forget lies.
Bites in your neck
after a bloody kiss.
Dying through the time
in the ignorance’s bliss.
A beautiful undead
who came out from the grave
to make my soul live again,
and make me her slave.
Pain and sadness in the wound,
but it’s bigger the pleasure.
An orgasmic loneliness,
but if it’s real, i’m not so sure.
A bullet in my head,
ending with mi life.
A stabb in my heart trying to kill me,
when I’ve already died.​

 

Nice! kinda dark but not hiding its rhyme and pleasantly grayish colors. Salut.