“Chambers”
The chambers of her heart scream madness
A feeling once enveloped by deep sadness.
The Lady at her Chamber waits,
Her tears forming river straits.
Once the suitor of her dreams
Is now the monster,
A beast who tears her heart
at it’s fragile seams.
The lady looks upon the hour,
Her cheeks white as flour
The sting of his lips
Turned her heart sour.
