|Posted by girzcupcake on March 4, 2013 at 4:00 AM|
My eyes peal out of the mud,
The weight on my chest is 10 fold.
Vultures encompass my once celestial heaven.
"Victoria! Victoria!" Repeat the demons times seven.
Blasphemous cries drive any ounce of hope I had into the grave,
The lines engraved on the walls name me their slave.
Rubies cascade from out my eyes.
No words escape my lips only sorrowful sighs.
The plutonian tides engulf me into the bleak deep.
Even Death mourns this loss and creeps into sleep.