The Raging Storm To Kill Bill

I am covered in the blood of pain
standing in the wet tears of soaked disillusions
my hands wrapped around my naginata
as she whispers your name!

she, will not be
she, can not be, satisfied
until you have,
completely drenched her


the tears of pain,
are weighing down heavily,
and my forever pain bends my head down,
festering the view in my weary brown eyes
darken, putrefied dried tears
covering a withered head

now sweat drips, from the tips, of my fears
only to tremble, to the weight of my
over examined cares

continually standing alone
in a puddle of rain soaked
salted tears
I shall run and hide
taking cover
to fighting and defending
a already mortuus, dead, lifelessly, heavy, broken heart

aka: lyricvixen