~confessions~ Poem by E Nigma

Turning over, Tuning out
Your lips so blue
Shallow, this magic

Nightshades are drawn
Beautifully tragic
lessons learned, less to mourn

Torn asunder, moving out
Where can we go now
Memories of madness

Thoughts are stalkers
Hungrily waiting
For your attention

Don't neglect them
Your souls an open door
A safe haven for bad intentions

Create the escape confessor
Untie your tongue
For a careful catharsis

I let her die
Because she smiled
When it killed me