First Death

The night is cold and dark as I look out my window

No light anywhere, except for the red moon above

Chilly screams fill my head, drowning out my reason

I claw at the flesh of my palms, making bloody drips fall upon my bare feet

I see my haunted reflection staring back at me

Just a ghost in this sorrowful hell

My hollow eyes see nothing but the pain of your squirming body beneath me

Your pale being twitches with what I have caused

Twin holes above your frantic pulse make my eyes shimmer with tears

How could I take the mortality of one so young?

I look into your blue eyes piercing me with guilt

You reach out your ashen hand touching my crimson fingertips

Your delicate lips close around my finger drawing hard on the blood

Your white cheeks darken with color and you slowly stand

Oh, beautiful Goddess of night you consume me

I kneel to you bowing my head and awaiting my penance

I feel your light caress on my hair I raise my eyes

Your glowing form against the darkness brings me out of my sorrow

You are mine I realize, mine forever more

My dark Goddess made to keep my soul free from loneliness

I wrap you into my arms and silently thank you

~CrimsonBloodshed