megamisama

just a poem i wrote:




how it is...how it was...how so...and how could....
i inveigle such emotions...
as i am the executioner....mind body and soul.
with my stinger in the air,
and my pincher like claws ready to embrace flesh....
i kill every spirit...in every man i touch.
be it cosmic birthright...blood in the stars,
i am scorpio embodied-full on and no denying...
although i was built to love...
and passion is in my kisses....

nothing but truth in my words...
i belive its poison in my blood.
single handingly destroying myself....
while i try to rule the world.
it is me you see in the stars....consitilations burning strong....
in a nest of unknowing imaginations,
nestled between planets.
cannot shake the demons from my closets...
from between my sheets....
deep inside my mind....
how it was...how it is...how could....and how so...
much beneath this surface of a taciturn soul,
scorpion goddess..
holding on to what she cant hold dear.
i am the excutioner.
standing omnious in the rain..
cloaked in black...faceless.
with my stinger in the air,
and my pincher like claws ready to embrace sweet...
unimaginably sweet flesh.
killing what id love to eat.