Cages of Ashen Lips

 
Its better to be broken  
than subjected to their bitter hold,  
and when her beauty starts to take it's toll
 I plead it will be quick when that lust finally slits my throat.

 My Vision shifted,  
beyond the starry night skies,  
to a widow,  
a widow to what was heart’s deadly vice  
She broke the chains that kept her cage,  
and lost her only friend,  

I was there with a rose in the hope I could mend,  
She was an angel,  
cleverly mangled.
by the lies of her lover's voice,  
If I could help,  
I would've without a choice,  
just a chance perhaps but as I tried to whisper softly in the echo of my care,
she stood there stern,  
in her now craved harden stance
Glass Ashen lips  
Frozen  

She was but an ice princess  
Cocooned in sterile stagnancy  
She suffocated silently  
Waiting On something
 To pierce the veils of inequity  
Scratching the ice from her eyelids  
She takes in labored breath  
Wishing the music was real  
Something more, perhaps.  
To her,  
I spoke the same lines used by men before, frozen in a instant,  
no chance of getting close,  
as if I was gonna pull the mask from off my face and be that wolf,  
hiding in shelters clothes,  
oh what a beautiful shade gilded hope
And now Time has passed,  
and words became softer,  
she knew there was no reason for doubt, told me stories of the past  
and the ones who did her in  
I took her every word
 showed her the difference between a true friend to one that's just pretend.
 
 
He stuck by
 Cheerfully  
A tingling thorn in her side  
Euphoric and stubborn  
He brought warmth
 As seldom others did  
Candles melting icicle tipped digits dripping remorse shedding skin  
Slithering Heedless up my arms to atop my head.
We grew differently in every aspect,  
but a brother and sister feel gave this friendship that one thing that was to make it real.  
 
 
I tried to be the voice of reason,
but what help was that?
But no matter the way we shape I'll always be glad to be her escape,  
 
 
He is insufferable In his modesty  
The listener in the dark  
A pillar Rooted Like an old tree  
Gnarled and rough outside  
Young and beautiful within
 
and with her I don't even know where to begin, but we'll be forever allies in this world of sin