A thorn in your eye and heart
Dear Maritta, hope you could feel
Cold pain in your deepest wound
Take a hand that never needs you
Kiss those lips which never calls you
Give him your heart without regret
And watch yourself bleeding to death
Dear Maritta, I hope you’re out of pride
Walking cold and pale into the lost tide
Dear Maritta, I hope you know
What part you chose to follow
Lick the scars you wished to heal
Drink the blood that gave you life
Suffocate with sigh you caught to breathe
Die for another beautiful lie
Dear Maritta, I know you are watching me
Through the reflection from the dark side
Dear Maritta, I feel you near
Catch me when I take the last step into the silence
P.S.
Burn this letter, save yourself.
They are coming for your soul.
The voice of the night, elven light and heart of a wolf.
Linlin's Poetry 