butterfly with skulls on the wings
a reminder that evil can not hold us down.
a sexy woman, turnt to zombie,
to show how even the most beautiful
can feel empty inside.
two dates, and a name
a reminder of only a few out of all
that have been lost.
a bright pink kiss, sits on the wrist
to show love for all, no matter the sex.
they sit and they judge,
but they never know
exactly the story that all these tattoos hold.
oh the stories, she can not wait to tell,
when that needle hits her skin,
it releases her from hell.
the pain, the confusion, it is all lost