Romantic words are sharp

Your rose of a tear I kept years

Before I had the courage to drive the blade in

I drip my blood on your words

On your eternal love for another

Etching your ink deeper and deeper into my skin

Carving your love from the net you cast for muses in your past

How many goddesses of your soul has the moon shed light upon

Pray tell my dear poet

What are you chained to as you roam the earth seeking love

My heart is stilled in the night where magic sleeps

Buried in the winters past

Playing with your flame as you burn my scars

I lay bleeding to death reaching for the farthest star

You murder me with your confusion

Bury me not 6 feet under but in the deepest part of the earth

To remember her power

Dancing and dancing to spark light within chaos

While you play the orchestrator of divine silence

Why did the wind bring you to me

To draw me from my curse to bind me with your own

To look upon the mirror and see a wasted youth

A womb that killed the fruit with fear

I bleed all over what I keep you in my thoughts to be

My heart rages war with my mind

To destroy the shadows

Your love is a thousand prisons of blinding snow

Each locked with a love song to your muse

I smash the mirror of madness

Before the night swallows my dance and death consumes me

I surrender

To remember

A harp has the power to unleash heaven into hell

Caressing the strings of my heart as flames surround me

Burnt wings keep my body from turning into ash

I wish only

To see the face of the angel that protects me

 

— Melissa Diana 

Honorable Mention, Eye On Life Poetry Contest 2010-2011