Shadows from beneath my skin
tormented by verbal vapors
toxics dying to stay within.
Can't do the devil any favors.

Silver hearts turned to bronze
pink lungs, from tar, evaporate.
Mind weakened by lies and cons
the soul slowly to disintegrate.

Painful thoughts are memorized
sandy eyes plead for death.
Rhytmically pain is synchronized
under each desperate breath.

Feeling lost to recalled passion
slowly unfolding and understanding
the forbidden love turn to aggression.
The black hole to catch my landing.

Smell of poison, once sweet daisies,
sun dies in the blindness of love.
Giving this purity to only a, "Maybe."
Will this pain stop at "Enough!"?

(C) 2006 Brittany Renee