You bury my bones
near the river
You dig them
up again, never
And when you
left they sensed
a part of me
Aching forever
Left for dead
I have no flesh
Left for dead
The hurt is fresh
Hellbent gardens
Vile, poison Ivy
I reek of your love
Your poison, Ivy
And now I'm back
to worldly sanity
I escape the ground,
revived: for you to see
