Dance the moonlight, suffering guilt
I wash my hands, Lady Macbeth
Fear justice, listen to my call
Call forth my maiden name
Jackles running free
Milky white, my skin rips
Ignore my call, ignore my name
I ask for this, we lay silently alone
Lady Macbeth, restlessly weeps
What's my maden name, you ask
Crumbling in fear, crumbling in fire
Prevails, dignity
Undefined and ignored
Lady Macbeth, I reply
I wash and wash, and gone is a no
My hands weep themselves
No longer in pain
Guilty, yet pleased
She sleeps now, soundlessly awake
My Once Loved, Soon Ignored by KissHerDeadBody, literature
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My Once Loved, Soon Ignored
Thus, as your mind sinks alone
the slender finger of your hand
pushed silently across the bone
Feeling a painless serpent in the sea
a cloying devil emerges from me
And again I feel the silent breath
upon thy cheek lay a tear
you close me so, my name Macbeth
As you look away I feel the distance
you look a sorrow, ask assistance
Ignore my gift, unraveling pain
upon thy lips of trembling fear
I close my eyes from agony without gain
Again you look away and so
you whisper silently for me to go
At last you reveal your body
until I read thy mind
you're a graceful shoddy
I picture your hands in the mist of mine
we go our separate
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Adultry... or Humanity?
Contagious, like the plague
A cobweb, like a soft pillow, vague
I speak no words but work hard, in vain
You cut me off, I listen, voice like propane
Burn my tongue, the fire prevail
Shut up my mind, like a seabed, inhail
I laugh at you until you cry
You laugh at me and I just ask why
We're alone now, the two of us
Your bitter laughter, begins a fuss
Look out, we're in sight
I see you there, creeping with might
Catch my eye, I run away
Caught my sly, you know the sway
Grab my arm, I listen so
Bite my mind, I'm lost in snow
Run thy fingers upon thy lips
Now there is nothing but blood on my hips
Go now, before I tell
There's a
Lay down; breathless thought; burning mouth; surrendering heartbreak.
Justified harmony; guilty forgiveness; keen malaise.
She slips her fingers between yours.
You back away with cause.
Justified - the two of us.
Who's to blame?
Why can't I breath, a breathe without hesitation.
Write my name, without confession.
I rip my heart out by myself.
The blood writes 'love.'
Love writes 'pain.'
Pain writes 'enough.'
Enough writes 'forgotten.'
Forgotten writes 'forbidden.'
Until I see the word happiness, a thousand times.
Do you understand yet?
Do you understand my love, my pain, my justice, my memories, and lastly my dignity?
Didn't think so.
Please back away, it's a good thing you're no longer mine to trust.
Because if you were still here, I'd be writing with a lot more blood.
And the best thing about that is...
it wouldn't be mine to write with.
Do you not see the guilt in ones eye?
When they start to cry.
Do you see harmony in ones mind?
When they start to unwind.
Look at that shade.
Look at that color.
Look at the sense of humor.
Your hummingbird sings in tune.
My skylark sings in gloom.
Ha, I've been dreaming a dream.
Far wider than the obscene.
Look away.
Until another day.