wolfsbane eckhart } { district six | fin

| sinner |

["dear sinner;

do you remember
when you had offered
a cadaver to bury?
within a splintered coffin
where it'll grow rotten

we meet once again
impressions left foreign
the complexion of a saint
your eyes blue to the taint
they say
the one that remains
is a window to the soul
but it looks at us deeply cold

with a tongue that bleeds black
and a chest that's half cracked
i once reminisce
when your blood turned from gold
and all that was left
was a body made of stone

and so i repeat
dear sinner;
has your body grown heavy
is it too much for you to carry?
does it hurt for you to turn
to the summons that you face
may i ask,
what was it that made you burn?

dear sinner;
your heart has skipped another pace."]

{ credit to: zoë }

| dead weight |
"an autobiography"

["it was her ascension-

a life left spent
burning graves all alone
forced to repent
for her sins at a throne

wrapped around a cosh
life came at a cost
as precious as a jewel
it was a shame
she was never fit to rule

though
there's more to her story
than that of mistaken glories
a true poet with her words
spiral zenith with the birds
an ajar in her cage
released to a new stage

a goddess
born from flickered fire
lungs exhaled strong desire
pulled one for one at her seams
evanescent in her only dreams

body made of solid stone
replacing each and every bone
an omit at her cracks
her life turned back to black

"escape from your memories
the inside to the out
and kiss aside your worries
with lips doused in salt"

-that led her to recession."]

{ credit to: zoë }