
Tattooed pulseTattooed a pulseTattooed pulse by ~argyria
on my bruised heart
Put up an illusion of life
on the still battlefield
and hoped it would do the trick
But there really is no trick
to make my heart beat
And even ink will fade
for the heart bleeds ever
So tell me now
how will I ever
and how do I even
just how
how do I cure myself?

So aches my heartthe days are cold and greySo aches my heart by ~argyria
and I'm listening
for signs of dawning day
yet my dreams fade
and night folds
the darkness presses on me
like a sharp-edged sword
and just as much shows me mercy
as a one who wields
a blade blood-stained
so aches my heart
oh ache it must
for it sings a song
like that which the wolf lone
howls at the harvest moon
yet it's all far too soon
this passing of a loved one
and my once again restless soul
for I am left numb
the void within deepening
while a darkness descends once again
and a crescent moon silver unfolds
taking the place of the sun
in the landscape of my soul
so all the while
the day