huntress of flesh

she will ramble her life into thoughts fragmented and incomplete, literature which speaks her name without ever telling. foolish to lie lay beside the hope driven by defeat, whimsical, falling beneath as the leaves rush by her sight, she chases the voice held only by the night. forgive her fore she knows not what it means to be held above the light, hasn’t ever felt the meaning of things that could be right because the world could be over, could just lose its balance and tumble away into space. would she ever know a difference? how her words confuse her so, and yet she still ponders one thought too much…or not enough, she is never quite sure.

she holds her thoughts together on twine letting the wind carry them upward, high, higher still sensing the tension on the string waiting til it soars free of her grasp. she mustn’t hold on, she thinks, but without her string of thoughts held tightly amongst white knuckles, scarred flesh, she might cease to be whatever she does not know she is. a dream silent within whispers, screaming so loud nothing can be heard but a silence deafening her heart, her dreams.

solice swallowed ignorance of bliss hiding behind the weight of substantial nothingness, driven desires fading out beyond the horizon, passing time between the numbers of a clock, tick tock, lost to the chambers of a loving hate self deluded captured in enchantment with a complusion to understand the difference in words of rhetoric, creative colorful mangled in the explosion as the shockwave collapses into her. feeling her world as the teeth digging into flesh feasting upon the sweet elixir of ‘she’ if she were real and reality could embrace the wild in her emotion as a passion undefined.

tick tock, tick tock

she remembers words in rhythm, heartfelt agony controlling her actions directing her sway like the pull of the opposite sides of magnetism, rushing in tides of regression, depression, temptation a beast, huntress inside seduce these thoughts of hers, abound in her breast, the shadow cannot see blind to the light teh battle dark cannot refuse

refuse me she says
let me free
refuse me she says or can’t you see?
without you the war is lost
set me free