Her Confessions

When moments fuse with seconds all I see is a double helix Dancing (a romantic tune) with the devil uttering blood marry to myself There is a blacken mirror at every eve of life, reflecting this misery I would scrape the darkness away if my hands weren’t bound to his bound I would scrape the darkness away… I’m bound to misery these days bound knotted tightly between darkness and a lost light These are my confessions Written in black and white..should of have been red sign my life away with a blink of a eye But he already did with his fist “ he sign my life away with a blink of a eye Signed in death..signed my life away." He signed in death. These are my confessions I was bound to him, now I am bound to myself. bound