P.X. Vexxus

Sapphire Rain

An invisible girl walks slowly down a solemn path at midnight

The sapphire rain shimmering in the moon\'s delicate dim light

The moisture clinging to the air with a grasp colder than death

Shadows of twisted trees looming over her gasping for breath



Her thin raven hair twirls with her head as she turns

A mighty gust of air swirls towards her like a storm

Vines laced with corrupted thorns slice apart her attire

Branches of spite force her into the mud with evil desire



Exposed to the lust of the damp air beneath a waning moon

Her clothing lying in bloody tatters next to her open wounds

The roots of malevolent silhouettes pin her to the wet ground

Using her until she is an empty husk to be eventually found



The wicked shadows of a sleepless night slowly creep away

The sun sheds light on a secret fight lying naked like clay

Solidifying in place, like a statue forgotten, ravaged by time

She cries with the sapphire rain, beneath the branches of a lonely pine