Murder For The Holidays
Picking up the pieces of silent years Expectations of winter arise Absent thoughts of steps and sights Dried tears tell a story of blackened skies, of blackened visions Open wounds cry for attention Hands bound, eyes clenched as we try to maintain life Stepping on the cracks of common ground Trees burn in the memory of the fall The silhouette of your shadow brings my death Poison the voice that speaks your name Fermented blood stains thе tiles, and we wash our soiled hands Aching thе words buried under the soil that only cry to die Expressions of seasons gone to waste Tides of envy wash away craving for closure when you won't hear my words Silent years of trying to forget your name Silent years... and you to blame Walking into my own demise
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 02, 2026
Tear out my heart and feed it to the ravens Stars that seemed so easy to hold drift further from the touch I was there to hold your face to mine Such limbs to prey among my dreams Choke and claim their ground Positioned within my deepest fears to come alive and assume my place Your judgements come and leave their marks Ambition is nearly a shadow of a dream Ravens feast on eyes that once saw beauty No touch can leave its mark on a heart that breaks I stand motionless whеre it first began A new wind blows chimеs to summon an end Flowers arise... bodies descend Ravens seek decayed... feeding on carrion
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 02, 2026
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