Bonnie and Clyde

Bonnie & Clyde

The hot coals burn our faces,
Our hearts rethink their paces,
Yet the fire of our hearts fade not,
We cannot help but be disgraced.

Your fire is burning hot,
Our arms may shatter from the gunshots,
Are you feeling it now?
Can you feel it seep through our blood, the rot?

No one has asked me how,
Or what we are about,
Except you, my dear,
Our days have been swept in the coldest drought.

I will hold you close, hold you near,
The darkness around us will never disappear,
Unless you show us the light,
We might never escape from hell this austere.

I suppose it's true, Judgement Day is nigh,
Promise me you’ll never leave my side,
So we can listen to the rain all day,
And cry in each other’s arms, why should we even try?

When, I ask, will the pain of our bodies allay?
When will we stop dancing this bloody ballet?
We are surrounded by the lifeless,
But they still move, still have the hate that they often convey.

We are monsters, we are amongst the heartless,
Amongst them that feed on death, amongst the soulless,
I can’t get out of the cage that I built,
So run and never stop, forget me and my bitterness.

~Xylus Winters