If darkness is wicked then I must be evil.
Forgive me father…for I have sinned.
The last words I whisper, dance upon my reticent lips.
… I was the dark seraph Ebony Black,
The unknowing sister to the beautiful Snow White.
Yet why do I lay here in her glass coffin
Under the spellbound toxin in deep slumber.
Why can I still taste the dangerously sweet apple
Upon my tongue?
The story of hers was secretly taken by my hand.
Only in a dream was I she…
Trapped in the looking glass, my contrasting Siamese twin
Sang a forbidden incantation.
The bewitching Snow White has taken that of my life.
Who will tell the tale of the deceiving Snow White?
Picturesque goddess of true malevolence.
Rejoice in my absent silence
For you made my blood run cold;
Creating the crimson ice of my trapped soul,
Switching your spoken fairy tale with my untold fable.
Under this weeping willow tree,
The rain that falls sing upon my glass grave.
Is it clandestine proof that the angels
Cry from the fading of my forgotten name?
Vexed, my lips are sealed from
The spell that has infected my very being.
Tainted, cold to the touch my taste must be
Yet will that stop you from kissing me?
Poison frost, embeds in my blood.
Porcelain paleness takes over my complexion.
A color so brilliant contrasts against my ever darkness.
Preciously concealed I wait; my breath is suppressed,
For the one to steal my breath away…
By breathing his life within mine.
Dreams for the dead play in my head…
Yet why does my weakened sleeping heart
Desire that of your unrevealing diligence?
The compassion of death has taken me slowly
Forever in slumber I await for my savoir.
Am I left to forever dream in cruel fated slumber?
Begging in the silence for a providence of unity.
I scream your name yet, not a word is heard.
How will you ever find me
While I’m locked away in such a fairy tale of terror?
The fight can only do so much,
Yet no matter what, this spell holds me.
You’re the only one who can awaken me
From my deep eternal slumber.
“Ebony Black, Ebony Black…”
Snow White taunts
“How will you ever awaken from the iniquitous curse
When the antidote is something you can’t escape.”
In a fight less defense I whispered
“Forever in darkness I await for you…my ominous prince charming.”
· Sun Jun 06, 2010 @ 04:20am · 0 Comments