Less

I’ve wasted this poison.
I set my wings on fire.
Oh burning eyes of fire.
Reflections of my dreams from petals of broken.
The sabotaging stare of your bleeding shadow,
Hanging over me like a burnt out number.
The rain from the bleeding eyes of mine,
Shoves the darkness down my throat,
Until I’m engulfed in a puddle of chains.
Climbing, Climbing. Falling, falling.
Smothering me until I’m completely covered.
Covered with sound.
The sound of speech.
Oh speak again bright angel.
You are my enemy.