Mother sculpt me beautiful, let all gods I desired

rot in hell

These words are bullets, self carved and

                                                                                                                                                  self destructive

these words thunder from the darkest pits of the sky

No one ached and tore apart              flesh for this Aphrodite

Mother, nobody hears this siren sing

She rips apart her                   larynx

A mephistophelian bargain

for immortal beauty

Undying,         Cloying         and          Murderous

The kind that pierces through time

Hear me, o ye gods of heaven. My body an open door to all blight to ever roam the treacherous night. I wish for only one.

                                                                  Immortal beauty

Mother, the torrents won't deluge this psyche

The chasmic oceans have turned skin deep on my arrival

Even Poseidon latched his lychgate

Hear this Cytherea howl

in the cradle of her Cyprus.

Mother I wish not to live

I crave the moongleam of his scythe

His gelid skull and hollow eyes

I beg,

scathe this rotting clay

and mar these doe eyes.