Fallen(poetry)

Fallen

Opening your eyes
Seeing the blue sky
You envelop yourself
The light fading your body
Shadows emerging
Taking shape
Feathers are making their appearance

After closing your eyes
The etheral wings are tested
Darkness is being felt
Originated from inside the body
Fleeing the wonderful senzation
Gracefully you start to fly

As the darkness start entering the eye
The feelings take control
Leaving behind the darkmist
The only trail created by you
Reaching the only desire
Deep within the sky
Near the bright stars

As the wind starts blowing
The trail starts growing
Feeling the dark lust of desire
At amazing speed
Your eyes are creating
The spreading paint
That is being shaped
By your feelings

Near the stars
The light starts enlightening her
As the body is being revealed
Her eyes can see
The new shapes
Created by her body

Faithfully shaped
Her long hair covers
The pulsing point
Where the fading mist
And her body become one

Her beautiful arms
That were once touched
Stand now in their glory
The long nails reached out
Screaming for agony
Copying the blackness inside
The mist starts enveloping
Hiding them away
Leaving them alone

The feet that once came near you
Being burned intensly
By the dark fire of melancholy
Creating the pleasant feeling of pain


As the horror takes shape
An urge desire of fleeing
Takes control and runs
In the dark place
Feeling herself at home

Trying to escape the need
Of knowing the source of pain
She uses her fingers
Marking the spot
The wonderful red liquid
Emerging and painting
The wonderful poem
Written by pain and pleasure
Of being alive

After hours of writing
Tasting the delight of her body
Feeling the numbness and regret
Sliding at the edge of insanity
Laughing at the wonders made
She step out fighting
The fading memory
Of what she was
She fell down unable to oppose

Seeing her wish vanishing
Right in front of her eyes
The paint starts flowing
Dancing with the sounds
Made by her saddness
She fell asleep

As she starts awakening from the ashes
Feeling strange emptiness
Of what it was inside
Starts rising enveloping in the mist
Trading her sanity in exchange of
Granding her power and sanctuary
From the feeling felt when she was sane
Leaving behind the cold body

Twisting in agony she finds
The glorious taste long forgotten
The only taste that has meaning
The taste of her sorrow and dispare

Dancing the rythm of death
Fangs start emerging
Wings start growing
Combining with darkness
Created by emptiness
Of loneliness

As the music starts playing
The dark energy starts tasting
The glorious past
Giving her the gifts
Of writhing with
The wonderful red liquid
That she is carving for

After seeing the dark sky
Of the place at which
She had been offered
The sacrilege of staying
In the thin line
Between the forgotten
And the living
She keeps wandering alone
Hopeless of what is upfoot