Submissions by fallenangel711

i would make
such a pretty face of you
Skinned
Carefully pinned hung
and sun dried
can it even be called murder?
When i wear you
in the mirror, why...
its as if you never died.
                     
                     j.midian

so who was there when he opened up his mind
Five of six empty spun revolver
Paid out on one of a kind
Gambled as he rambled
Down minds haunted paths past
Revolver the solver
Exorcised demons
Silenced at last
Spun
hammer falls clicks empty
So spin again
Five of six empty
Just one to end the spin
The paper tells it greater
Weeping they read
Five of six empty spun
One of a kind now dead
                      J.Midian

I watched in darkness a proud star fell
It shed no tears nor shared its fears
If indeed it had any to bare
Transfixed i stood and could not stare
As time seemed to slow and slow seemed its fate
Until finally gone and just a paling haze trail
its epitaph to belate
And now
All pitch
An ever black
I wait...
and hope
Maybe soon
The stars will come back
...........
but i know they will not
                 by J.Midian