Bleach my bones in the sun and wrap them in scarlet ribbon Bury them in the warm earth and mark them with stones Under the stars I am bound to a realm of eternal sleep I will be forgotten and only the birds will sing for me Advertisements Continue reading The End of Me
Always the villain Awakened from the dark Forced to react Forced to defend They are begging for the end Asking for a storm My waves will drown you Leaving no names Your gates broken And your towers smashed And you will wail that it’s all my fault And I will say, Yes Continue reading Yes
I can feel the ocean Even though I cannot see it I can smell the salt Lying savoury upon my lips I hear the roar of the waves I roar back And I can feel myself getting lost I can see the darkness of the storm It’s my veins Do you feel it? The pull of the current Begging you to step in Be swept … Continue reading The Begging Ocean
Enemies are my speciality You’re nothing special Just another name One of several My shit list grows by the day I know it in my gut I’ve battled worse than you You didn’t make the cut Not worth the ink But I have plenty to spare Just ready to spill For the nemesis rare ~ Moxie McMurder Burn the Witch Art Continue reading Not Worth the Ink
Stab me with pins And bind my hand Stitch mystery lips I don’t give a damn The winds are changing You dream of blood Prophecies in your nightmares Of you dragged through the mud These things you have done Will haunt you forever No salt can protect you Your lifeline’s been severed ~ Moxie McMurder Burn the Witch Art Continue reading Do Your Worst
You want to start a fire This relationship has become a tinderbox A spark is all it needs Smouldering Angry Words spilled starting fires And you fan the flames It’s doing well but I burn brighter Combustible I explode with a fierceness you never expected Blistered lips From the words I speak There is no water here and my fire catches the wind Turning our … Continue reading Incendiary
Cast the circle Call upon the night to guide me Deeper and darker than a raging sea Arms to the sky Drawing power from within Now the magic can really begin Mumbled words on my hot breath Ready to meet the face of death The time is right It’s the hour of the wolf A storm is coming But I’ve prepared myself ~ Moxie McMurder … Continue reading When the Time is Right
