Silver lines

Trace my skin

Where to end

Or begin

Root of things

Buried deep

Which lies freed

Which to keep

Apple red

Drops of blood

Once clear future

Turned to mud

I made a promise

But let you down

Masquerade ball

Cage like gown

My smile

Painting a picture

Of deception

I was pure

Until I danced

Explained away

Bumps and bruises

To make you stay

Truth would scare you

Rip us apart

Let’s rewind

To the start

Heart shaped notes

Traded smiles

Counting kisses

Leaves endless piles

Childhood love

Cut so short

Death come’a calling

Looming to port

Silver lines

Trace my skin

Where to end

Or begin

Root of things

Buried deep

Precipice of hell

I take the leap