Runaway Down the bloody tiles
I am not what
you think
A
gaze in my
eyes
I can feel your
body tremble
You’re scared
You want to
run
But you body won’t budge
Paralysis of
fear
A
takeover of
Raw Shock
A smile across
my features
Your
sweet tears
The glass is
shattering as I take
steps forwards you
The
tiles are Clanking as I
step Towards you
Truth be given…
Are you
afraid..?
Don’t you recognize
me anymore?
Is your memory of me
bleak like the
snow in winter?
I’ll shed
blood on the snow
Painting a new reality
crimson red
..a new found
memory
Will
be given as a
gift
I’ll destroy the
obstacles
Making
my wish come true
…
I just
want to be close to you
My dear Elisa
A stroke on the
cheek
A smack to drive my grasp
away
A written
contradiction on you face
A Memory
struggling to be remembered
You know me
You know you do
You just can’t
recall how…
Let me help..
As
lips are placed on
lips
Something
clicks in your mind
My body is pushed away
As you begin the
runaway down the bloody tiles
A
female chases after a
female
Shards of memories shattered like
pieces of glass
I’ll pick these
pieces up
To create your fragile glass heart once more.
