I Am Hers

I Am Hers ------------ I saw the dead whom I adore She fixed her hollow eyes to keep Her loosened hair crawled on the floor Her hair as dark as ash and sleep Her sulfur face, her spectral frame She sat upon my bed of shame She comes to take me to the grave To claim the life she always craved She calls, she comes, she will not rest And I am hers... I am possessed I am hers I am hers... I felt the cold of where she dwells A horror beating in my cells Icier than the winter ground Her mysteries refuse to fade Beneath the plain she wants me found To rot beside the one she slayed I felt a vertigo take hold My living body seized and cold Her open mouth, a void of dread She kissed the living toward the dead She comes to take me to the grave To claim the life she always craved She calls, she comes, she will not rest And I am hers...I am possessed I am hers I am hers... She draws me down with jealous spite To sleep beside her through the night --- "I Am Hers" Copyright © 2026 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]