Pain’s lover

My bones are lead,a fresh sacrifice on pain’s altarTime is a punisher,laughing at me with its hourly seconds…Hot then frigid,when the door opens and darkness swoops in.Only I feel his breath on my cheek,Like river water caressed by papyrus;Caressing me so,”do you love me so?”My hands are lead,housing fragile skin that breaks at the glazeContinue reading “Pain’s lover”