Ceremoniously

“Darling, hold me in your arms the way you did last night because tomorrow morning I’ll pack my bags and left where I came from.”

“Darling, don’t forget I love you but our time is up.”

“Darling, I’ll always cherish the smile on your face – it is a memory of masterpiece hung up my wall.”

“Darling, don’t forget that when I leave, the blood-tied heart twines will form a banner ceremoniously celebrating the presence of remembrance.” 

Tell Me What They Looked Like

You were once strong, or at least how you appeared to be. Tough, or maybe that’s how you wanted to seem.

So tell me, what happened? Tell me, why did you turn to this?

Did you see the demons walk to your bed, did you see the Angels surrender?

Please, tell me what they looked like, tell me what they did to you.

I can see shreds of you lying all over.