Admissible Crime

In that flame so vulnerable
Lays the truth hidden in disguise
The fire burning skin
Neglecting pain in those eyes.

Cries for help escape with no sound;
Safety that shall never arrive.
Melted flesh fills the dark empty abyss
Drowning hearts in blood to dry.

Depriving any love or life from existence...
Leaving only one strand of hope: death.
To escape the hell of your absence
And the grief of your devoted love.

I was so happy in the embrace of your arms
But now I'm relieved to be wearing this pestilent glove.
To remove you from wasted years of time,
To end your wretched heart from lies never told,
To be rid of those long nights of tears,
And to finally kill the evil from your soul.

This leathered glove speaks to me so clearly,
Impatient for the breath it yearns to arrogate.
Soon you will be away from me.
Happy and alone, and yet full of hate.