Stikkord: my life
Behind a mask
Art: my own @orkidedatter– Behind a mask-
Behind a mask, someone is hiding
my door was opened to my safe place
now it became my prison
I cried – no one saw my tears
I screamed in disgust – no one has ever
heard them
a little girl’s fragility gets crushed by the crime
caught in the curse of the mask
no escape
trapped in a body that slowly have died
she buried herself in pain
so as not to feel what she saw
a empty shell with a color of black
behind a mask an unwritten diary
beneath rolling waves
a sea of guilt
bound with chains and trapped in mystery
every minute passed and I felt the hell that
even darkness feared .
-Orkidedatter-
It’s time to sparkle…
Art: my own @orkidedatterIt’s time to sparkle….
She felt the Christmas spirit was buried deep
within her flesh and bones
a moment before dark a blacbird whistling
from the navy blue sky in the snowfall
across the moonstream and shade to shade
she walk like a princes of sorrow in these cold
night
her love is an icy touch on your ruin of a
silhouette shadow
death roams all around her black Christmas
fire deep inside her darkness
a silent night before Christmas
no one can hear her screams in jarring tones
behold a glimmer in the black dreams of
crushed Christmas holiday
ghosts of Christmas past throw back
memories from when she covered her eyes and
ears
she has always scent the smell of hell
she have no heart for joy
a dark girl never smile
no luck are written in the stars of destiny
when the frozen moonbeams chases her
missing pieces through the dark
too often she was afraid of what lurks behind
the wall pretending to be light
a sound of tears a moment after the fear of
the sound of crushed glass behind the shadow
of her soul
watching the night upon the forest
the dead souls taking flight from
a cementery grave when she close her eyes
frozen tears falling down her cheeks
her kiss is like the wind so cold on your lips
she can feel herself falling
now she is crawling by the snowflakes that
glittering like emeralds around her
cadence of her last breath
a silent night before christmas
while the night still hides her withered heart….
-Orkidedatter-
