Lucy

My dearest Lucy,

why is it you dare weep

when you've legions of men to reap,

who'd plead to reside

within the hollow abide

behind your breasts?

Perhaps for comfort,

perhaps as a peasent to lurk,

but yet they shan't

halt begging for your hand

nonetheless

My dearest Lucy,

you've arsoned every

fragment of my

battered heart's remains,

alike to the asylum of the insane

you continue to manage;

and I often wonder

if I am but another

victim of your carnage

Here do I lay

with a bottle not of this day,

but filled to the brim,

filled of the tears and sin

belonging to thine;

filled of every

memory

of a lover,

smothered,

never

to

be

mine

Author's Note

Photo courtesy of Doradaesung of Deviant Art.

Reviews

[That_Girl]

The second stanza is absolutely brilliant. I love the ending and how it tapers off. Adds a nice element to the piece.

[Lina Grey]

Lucy is Lucifer? That gives this a whole new meaning. At first I thought Lucy was a girl in your school, but then I read the comment below. It's even more brilliant this way, hun. I love the ending, it's like a punch in the gut, leaving emptiness. Impressive write.

[xxxrawr_friendxxx]

Do you watch Elfen Lied. O-O
If not, then this is ironic...I think you'd like it. c:
This poem is great. Your words are beautiful... You deserve a round of applause. *claps*

[Tai Ryens]

I don't believe so, how is it relevant?

[xxxrawr_friendxxx]

Well the main character of the show is named Lucy; she seems a lot like this. c:

[Tai Ryens]

Hm, I could see why you would think of it. To clear things up, Lucy is a female disembodiment of Luci{Lucy}fer. A brilliant tactic often used to represent everything bad by my greatest inspiration, Sean Daley.