Stained pages,
they are covered in colors of
emotion.
These stains cover the pages of a story
of perfection,
the colors mix with frustration and anger,
the pages of a life,
the chapters of a new beginning.
The stained pages poison me,
they affect me more than anything,
they attract me,
and keep me here to read,
to stay within its curse of deadly sin.
You've sadden my heart to think that the pages speak
true,
that they've changed me to hate the world and all it's
glory,
to stain my own soul to feel all the gory
details of the past in each page that turns, and turns
and burns my soul....