Tuesday, August 3, 2010

From the vault: The Invitation


Enchanting darkness...
I feel you pull me nearer, singing softly in my ear of all the beauty that lies in the shadows.
Sharing ice cold kisses, still burning on my lips, I beg for more...


Breathing in and out.
Your lovely bones connect with flesh and all is lost. For now beauty is seen and heard. Who can resist temptation so sweet and deadly?

Curling, twirling.
Lost inside this labyrinth of misconception and deceit. Don't point out the door...
...Don't show me the way out...

Purposely lost and desolate.


Well spun little spider, you've caught me in your web, lovely death.
May I be your gallows finest decoration.
Self destruction never tasted so thick and coppery before...

Invitations are answered...
Not much longer and I shall be lost fully to your sway.
Hold me close and show me all you have to offer...
Resistance died along with my soul I AM YOURS.

Kill me softly...

I've surrendered to your dance. Embraced your depredation. Accepted my end.
True love hurt much more than anything you could do to punish me, so finish me...

In this game of slit wrists no one wins.

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The inviting of darkness into our lives in a reckless act of self abandon and destruction that often follows an instance of great heartache.

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