Melancholy Sunday

Serial betrayal

{Serial betrayal }

For who we are for what we were..

Mere ash on bloody ink fed paper...

Our names hidden within each letter.

For the not of what we knew was better...

My dear foe of a family member.

To dismember limbs and burn flames of ember.

Bloated thoughts to remember.

Tell me oh tell me sister do you wish to remember?

Falling halo's immersed upon the sins of doves.

For angels aren't human.

Thus darkness roams freely to engulf the night.

And soon your fairy tale will be my lie.

- Mello Sakia