contagious feelings broken, weary -
Bleeding out within my hands.
Puzzle pieces needing mended
A busted heart scatter blended.
Crimson matted on my forehead
Dry to the touch, tainted love

Stigmata is my new name
Her sacrifice and ultimate device
I knew not she knew me not same
A woman brave -
gave me hers as a styptic pencil,
Causing holes within her soul,
But unable to heal herself at all.
Tear into my skull and out my heart
As the innocence of Hart consumed
Eat of my flesh and drink my blood
Make fat your bones upon my corpse
Battered, bruised -
a flower trampled .
Smoothed to rubble -
Dried like powder -
This life is so fragile.
Call me insane her love still claims
Rolls if Thunder hears my cry
By Zeus may my voice carry
Away Hades this day dies not shy!

(Collaboration between Words of Anthrax and @I_Am_Michael)


© Lyle Richards II
© I_Am_Michael