agentofoblivion

A soft and sensitive hand lifts me from this darkness
Such tenderness in this embrace from beyond my sight
I cannot fathom where such divine hands could come from
And why they would risk it all to save me from this night

A girl with such tenderness in her peering eyes and loving smile
I feel that I should know her heavenly face
But too far gone am I and consumed by what I have become
Yet still she takes me into her sensual embrace

Like a white winged queen this moth is drawn to me
The flame of oblivion burning in the form of a fallen form
She frolics about me to remind me of what once was
Invoking my childlike wonder and pulling me from the storm

I cannot help but loathe that she has seen me so weak
Yet seems to know my might and the secrets that I keep
The splendor that was fading as I gave in to the blight
As she kisses my brow I cannot but lay with her and weep

A soft and sensitive whisper stings me through the darkness
Such tenderness from her lips in the form of words I cannot hear
I cannot grasp what it is that she says to me as I sleep
And why those words would fill me with such a sense of fear

A girl with such harshness behind her eyes and feigned smile
I feel that I should know her infernal face
But too far gone am I and consumed by her poisonous kiss
And nothing now could pull me from her embrace

Like a silk spinning spider this queen is wrapping me
And sentencing me to a new oblivion all her own
She frolics about me to remind me who she once was
Invoking nightmares and making her cruel intentions known

I cannot help and I loathe myself for being so weak
That I have betrayed myself and the secrets that I keep
To a former lover scorned and bent on my destruction
She weaves me into a fever that will become endless sleep