Madness

^{_{He speaks in an ancient, sacred tongue}}

^{_{a lullaby of embers and coals}}

^{_{words curling off his lips like smooth}}

^{_{daggers of blazing fire}}

^{_{Warming (burning) those around him}}

^{_{She sees the reflection in puddles}}

^{_{of those in dreams from late at night}}

^{_{when she thinks she might have just}}

^{_{finally fallen asleep}}

^{_{their faces seep in once again}}

^{_{He sneaks out every night}}

^{_{to dance a dance with death}}

^{_{feet stepping down on pressure}}

^{_{plates with every dip and twirl}}

^{_{sending arrows toward his gut}}

^{_{She breathes in a poisonous smoke}}

^{_{just to breathe it out again}}

^{_{a constant repetition of}}

^{_{destruction and addiction}}

^{_{cradling death incarnate to her lips}}

^{_{He flows like water just trying}}

^{_{to fill the spaces in his heart}}

^{_{his liquid form conforming and}}

^{_{molding to deep gaps and holes}}

^{_{the ones he knows he’ll never reach}}

^{_{She stitches her hands together}}

^{_{just to call them both a canvas}}

^{_{writing sonnets with blood red}}

^{_{ink she drained straight from her heart}}

^{_{on palms of callous disposition}}