These worn and weary days,
Of routine-like drudgery,
Coldness seeping in,
Unlike the seasons before,
Bring drumbeats of rain,
And endless echoing noises,
Of a mind driven to insanity,
Watered pages of notes,
Bringing their constant misery,
As always,
Just like grey days before,
Today brings another shade,
Of monotony.
~Rei Shiori
Wednesday, 10 December 2014
Monday, 1 December 2014
Break
Why is it always night where you are,
The only time you let yourself go,
In the fading lights,
That hide your so-called,
Imperfections,
Scars,
Bleed for me,
I want to know,
What you're like under,
The scabs and broken skin,
Whip marks,
Burnt hearts,
That eyeliner smudge,
I want to know,
If you're the person,
I still think you are,
Within,
Take off that leather and lace,
Come lie with me,
I want to see the veins,
Map their traceries,
Under your skin,
If only you will,
Please,
Let me in.
I promise I won't break anything.
~Rei Shiori
The only time you let yourself go,
In the fading lights,
That hide your so-called,
Imperfections,
Scars,
Bleed for me,
I want to know,
What you're like under,
The scabs and broken skin,
Whip marks,
Burnt hearts,
That eyeliner smudge,
I want to know,
If you're the person,
I still think you are,
Within,
Take off that leather and lace,
Come lie with me,
I want to see the veins,
Map their traceries,
Under your skin,
If only you will,
Please,
Let me in.
I promise I won't break anything.
~Rei Shiori
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