Kill Me Beautifully, by Aviva Souenell

Kill Me Beautifully

Softest touch, darkness folds.

Like rose petals kiss, of a crimson rose.

White as wings, on an angel they lay.

Love by night, death by day.

Lay me down, upon white roses.

Their petals risen, beautiful they flow.

Wind chirps, as sorrow gathers.

Gales in the night, singing and woeing in chatter.

Moonlit night, full in beauty.

Pure in itself, none too guilty.

Shed a salt, blink a dark.

Hurting soul, breaking heart.

Beauty so pure, peaceful love.

Lay me down, kill me softly.

Eases away, slowly down.

Darkness opens, a dark smile.

Let her go, kill me beautifully...

(2013)

When it runs at you, Stand there still. When it swings at you, Stand there still. When it strikes you down,

I cannot draw my thoughts, Though I can write them. My words should be enough, For my thoughts not to kind. I cannot concentrate,

Do you see what I see? The golden eyes peeking out. Do you hear what I hear? The high melody being sung. Will you go where I go?

I sew the seams of a breaking hear… I display my emotions in a broken… My inner thoughts betray me. My soul screams repay me. Something so fragile.

Am I fat? Yes. Do you love me? No. Am I ugly?