silhouette

~Nine~

My room is empty

The days are all dull 

I'm waiting for you

By the morning star

Minutes tick by, I'm

Alone and content

That's what my head says

A game of pretend 

As eight struts forward

Cruelly, Into nine

Doubting myself, again

My focus is gone

Good and evil, is the

Decision made, or not?

Will I answer the call,

Dance to the pipe, or what?

I know of good, I do

It's nice and warm, like love

But who's to say what's bad?

And what's the poisonous dove?

Nine's dancing with ease

a street cat, in the dark

My Heart is unsolved, my work is undone

I'm standing steal, you know I don't cry

I swear to God, whom

I truly dislike

I made me the promise,

That you made me not

No thinking of gold

No thinking of white

In the loveless thing I 

Keep calling my mind

Guilty and red like,

Your flowers, I taste

Your hands, clasped in mine

The wine in cabinet

The art of thinking I'm 

Drawing on my time

Always a portrait

Of you, and it's half-done

Beauty, I'm at fault

Big mistakes I made

Thinking, longing and oh,

Wanting. That's the curse

My, how I wish you'd 

Carry me the weight

If your shoulder bones

Were not so delicate

Nine's ending her song

I'm still wide-eyed

Never close, you were

How far now you are

Too late now, it's ten

My hands undecide

Closing the curtain

I turn off your light

To listen~