She slips silently
From the realms of reality
Further into the dark chasm
A hand reaching out
Ripping her soul from within
Lips pouted like a lusty rose
She whispers secrets to the night
Toes curling, eyes water
Droplets of pain to caress her cheek
Staring blankly at a white abyss
Closing her eyes she strokes her skin
Pretend they are someone else’s limbs
The mind seeks passion from darkest thoughts
Instinct is a terrible thing
It’s the only way to ease the pain
Nails clawing at pretty flesh
She screams silently.
Madness controlling every emotion
But it will never satisfy
Her hungry heart
She knows she is nothing
Without a hand to hold
A heart to keep, a heart to beat
Thumping against her aching skin
And hands around her naked frame
When fatigue masters its victims
All hope is lost, her red blood eyes
Closing off the silent world
Releasing the rabid monsters
Of a guilty conscience
‘little slut!’ her nightmares hiss
Coiling themselves, strangling out
The last shreds of innocence
Laughing as she shrieks in pain
At the invisible scars that haunt her
Her Mr Hyde is a passionate lover
With whispering smiles
And lick-able lips
Torturing the little child within
With all the guilty pleasures
Inside her is nothing,
Nothing but night black holes
Scars only held with barbed wire
Loneliness and lost senses
Love will always be her master~Alice
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