Written by Julie Dickson.
You are Hades and I am Persephone.
You were desperate for passion,
And took advantage of my naivety
As I mistook your lust for love.
Sitting in my field of endless flowers and sunshine,
The bright colours painted my dreamworld.
A violent wind blew the petals from their stalks,
Fiery fingertips gouged my shoulders,
You pulled me asunder.
Darkness permeates my body, taking possession.
I never realised I could speak the language of madness.
Surrounded by wilted plants, poisoned at the roots,
You look at me with ferocity in your eyes.
I realise it’s a reflection of my own.
You taunted my hunger with acid pomegranate.
The thick red pulp that ran down my hands
Was never enough to indulge my cravings.
As what I really wanted,
I could never fully have.
For now I will always dance with splinters in my feet,
Every flower I pick will pierce me with its thorns,
My lips will crave the blood acidity of pomegranates.
And my heart will long for the darkness, for the madness,