Lines etched across a page,
deep like trenches.
black and soulless.
your fate is here ,
somewhere in the darkness.
words that burn into my mind
piercing my heart.
flames leap across the paper,
creatures come to life,
crawling through nightmares..
the flowers are gone.
Charcoal skies melt around me
sticky, like tar ...from cigarettes
lingering , stale.
broken smiles,
reborn lies,
faded dreams.
you are here among the shadows ,
chained.
a porcelain doll .
~ Me