Black Ribbons

Black ribbons

Clung through my skin like river's wide lullabies,

Leaving traces of blood dripping

While satiate words of your dissatisfaction

As my mortal and your immortal life shall be in collision

As I accentuate my lungs, while blowing off my horns

Wearing red silk gowns, all over town

Greeting in any hidden sin, but only to find

Your sick face with a pale grin

As you hover upon the lights of day

Trying to whisk my sanity away

And now written on these wooden floors

Are the riddles, to you evil heart?

As the bright lamp soon fade and has begun to discard

From the sight of my eyes

And drawings of my innocent hearts

Were painted black

As I am trying to recover, from your words

Of the dark, as you've conjured

For my destined to die, and soon it shall come nigh.

2006 (c) Alsa Haslinda