4 February 2013

There are

Droplets

Of Blood splattered

Across the

Stars of my

Soul

And my thoughts

Are caught

Entranced -

Stolen.

Lost like the

Oblivion

I Seek.

It's hard to

Rest in the

Cold-dark

Where the voices

Are

Quiet

When the furnace

Fire of

Pain shines

So

Very bright

And the shards

Of a

Dream

Have torn

My mind

Apart.

Aoife_RoseBlood On The Stars • Opuss № I