Tragedy | Gemelene Magalona
I left for you,
the hollow silhouette
of a faithful shadow
lurking in the wistful wilderness
where echoes of despair
wail in the crippling thickness
of a drowning silence engulfed
by yesterday’s haunting melodies
I left for you,
the plague of a lie
draped with the dulcet tones
from a vow-stricken promises
of eternity’s black veil of fallen petals
I burn the effigy
of poison laden dreams
and buried it in the
April graveyards of my crimson veins.
I left for you,
the jagged reflections
of my pristine memoirs,
as I rip my heart tonight
in tragedy of us.
