Six Feet Under

1WiseWoman/A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave

A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave

shadows scorch my skin

from pallid white of what had been

now yellow ochre glistening

against red ruby seeping

teeth contaminate with venomous ash

and time that has passed

I carry their heavy chains clanking

under the moon

dressed to kill

deity of doom

screams buried under metal

tainted with arsenic

raw skin and bones

erode

thieves of sleep

reap my dreams

phantoms pulled into darker depths

burned under the sun

suffocating

omnipotent paranormal lock down

my own war story

etched in the dirt

of deceit and betrayal

wishing me buried

hell bound necromancy

tell me lies

that become my truth

rolling off my tongue

like prayers to a fraud

of a lost god

multiplying dream team

of low self-esteem

and misplaced judgment

prince of darkness decoy

use me like a toy

eating away princess of light

what wraith of unearthliness

obscured sciomancy

with shrouded angel skeleton

transparent

lurking

eclipsed…

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