Belladonna

Warned ya babe, don’t trust my words, For liars hurt like knife-cut bones, As they follow a path unknown, Crafting truth with hollow tones. A love so sweet might be a trap—a lie, Promises all a hidden disguise, So hold your heart as it might cry, For even the stars can whisper goodbyes. I touch like warmth—in cold so bad, But burn like hell in moments unsaid. Cursed are my veins you choose to care, So don’t lean in the calm—unfair. I'll break your heart in pieces unclaimed, Then haunt your nights—leaving a trail. Guilt in gaze but charming lies, You’ll think it’s love, while damage flies. So warned ya babe, one final time, This love’s a crime dressed up in rhyme. If you stay, you’ll bleed all life— For all I do is ruin and rise.

In moonlit gardens, I bloom alone, A deadly beauty, with poisonous throne. My petals unfurl, like shadowy wings, Whispering secrets, to the midnight kings. Shadows dance around me, dark and tall, Their whispers weaving, a haunted call. Forgotten memories, like autumn leaves, Rustle beneath, my silken eaves. In cryptic messages, I reveal my heart, A language known, only to the dark. The moon above, casts an eerie glow, Illuminating paths, where few dare go. My scent enchants, like a siren's song, Luring victims, to their fatal throng. Yet, in my darkness, lies a strange allure, A beauty fatal, yet forever pure. So come, dear one, and heed my call, In whispers spoken, beneath the moon's pall. For in my shadows, secrets will unfold, And in my poison, stories will be told.