Nine Ball 🎱

Kindled Soul

We try to find the love in everything

Our faces, our bodies, our possessions, our kin.....

But we are never satisfied

I look in the mirror hoping that my soul will reach nirvana

My hips, curves

An everlasting bounty

Danced

So I too will dance

Alas my heart grew weary once I felt your presence

Intrigued

Determined

Hunger

Rage

My heart grew and yearned for something so painful

To mend, to break

To kill

Satisfy my urges with blood poring from within

Still I Danced

My heart grew thicker

My feet blistered

Rising

Pouring

Firing

You cannot tell me I have not found it

I lived

I breathed

Truly soaking in the beauty beneath me

Her blood spilled upon my grave

And yet I....

My body craved

I cracked

Red

Red

Red

I bashed my head

I raked my thoughts

Healing as though tape would help mend the scars

Hiding my shame

But I\'m not ashamed

My body was given to a world without tames

No bounds

No answer

No proclivity

Yet I Danced

It hurts

That I\'ll be glad when I\'m dead.....