long night.

i see skeletons behind the glass and that's why i'm not moving too fast.
i don't want to be like them all dead and lonely with rotting skin.
all they do is sit and stare with empty eye sockets that have nothing there.
i wish that you could see the way they smile and scream all fucking day.
but you won't ever come inside, so i don't have to run and hide.
i'll hear your bony fingers claw for me, but only time will set you free.
underneath the crimson skies i have heard resounding cries.
the angels fell from heavens' guard with broken halos and wings all charred.
you called to me wondering if i could save you,
i just closed my eyes and this was long overdue.
your punishment will fit your crimes.
the skeletons will blister you with their spines.
you can claw at that glass but i won't let you inside.
i have lied and i've died with my arms open wide.
watch me as i writhe and wallow.
focus as my eyes grow hollow.
seek me at the temple of apollo for an ambiguous message:
i drink the secrets you swallow.
you've raped my past of any sense.
all i know is your ignorance.
you're emaciated and underfed,
you can try all you like, but i can't die if i'm dead.
devoid of reason and lacking thought you have become what i am not.
you're victim to your weakest hours and i'm set to rest on a bed of flowers.
your bones fracture and fall away.
there is nothing left to say.
decinigrate into the passing of time.
what's yours is yours and what's yours is mine.
if you keep trying to come in while i am drinking my wine,
i will break you and make you make love to your spine.