Black Heart

I am the black tear sliding down your cheek.
 Your reptilian skin.
 The crow.
 The dead of the night.
 Doused in your black light.
 The last breath you speak.
 The shadows creeping in.
 I’m desire, like fire, burning on your skin.
 Caged rage.
 I’m the hand over your mouth, so you can’t speak.
 I’m the shroud, the door and the dark cloud.
 Fear and pain, I spread it like drops of rain.
 My own black heart has been torn apart.
 To you I do the same.