Vengeance

Beneath this porcelain skin
are veins throbbing
pulsing hard as blood rushes through.
Like flashes of lightning
tearing the midnight sky
into fragments, pieces of a whole.
Our emotions rage
our memories fade
superseded by pictures blotted by the rain
forgotten.

Stillness.
Stillness reigns after
after we have painstakingly captured
each precious moments
that seemed to be endless
but only for a while.
A momentary bliss, so ecstatic
our passion soars to the heights of boundless skies
limitless.
Or we thought so.

Our emotions rage
our memories fades
malevolence surges as we try to escape
each blows of fate we throw
to each other.

Garrisoned by the shadows of the past
shackled by enmity and lust
we devoured each other until
no one stands
no one lasts
but our gasps.


photo credit: DrIvan of Deviantart