Confessions Of Mallice 05 Poem by Kira Bloom

Confessions of mallice in a gravedigger's eyes
only truth beheld between the lines
A dark fairytale basked in moonilight
Sillouetted scars are piled around me
as I dig to burry the new transgression of my heart
Blood stains upon my washed hands
A manuscript of love and loss branded upon my cheeks
Disgusting choices made
Reprecussions intaken as pain exerted as rage
Still more consequences weigh, like rain
falling over and over again
till scars overwhelm skin
and graves have doubled over
As doubt and grief outweigh all memory of a happy day
The feeling of warmth and heat
stripped by night's cold beauty