Belladonna

Eyes so bleak in hair and makeup. Face so white in fear, shaken up. Beauty crawled from head to mark. She comes out to play in the dark. Her arms wrap around her frame, she replaces the fear with pain. She wipes away the tears again and every night she feels the same. I know her eyes remain.

At least I know she'll never fade. She moves about. I watch her move right across the floor and faint to grey. Belladonna lives inside us all in little ways. Belladonna, her eyes remain. Her eyes remain. I know her eyes remain.

She learned to love the church and steeple and suffered harm from theist people. I heard it from her point of view, she wishes that I never knew. I cried for her and brought her dress as I confess " I wish it too."

She wipes away the tears again and every night she feels the same.

I know her eyes remain.

At least I know she'll never fade. She moves about. I watch her move right across the floor and faint to grey. Belladonna lives inside us all in little ways. Belladonna, her eyes remain. Her eyes remain. I know her eyes remain.

(I feel her all around me, i feel her in everything around)