My Immortal

Oh my, all this blood, staining me forever,

I must be immortal, say,

Older brother, what came first,

The chicken or the egg, well,

Little sister, do you want the real answer,

Stolen story; please report.

Or do you, want me, to tell,

A joke, it could be, me cumming in you,

A science project, let's find out,

Or the two, could be,

Mutually dependent, part of the whole,

The universe, this flower, constantly blooming,

Flowing, all this blood, produced,

And shed, as it exists, just a river,

Connecting, me cumming,

Let's name her Elizabeth.

Cave

Bodies line the river, my vision, is haunted, by horrors, by ghosts, the undead,

Corpses, upside down, high above,

On that cave, I contemplate it all,

Whether love is worth it, for all the,

Tragedies, calamities, for all the,

Sin, the blood, that the river,

Can’t wash away.