To Wonder is To Invite You Back In
as i hear the snow crunch on the ground
under the weight of trembling boot
I crawl into the backseat wondering
if you'd offer the jacket from your suit
when i see my breath escaping my lips
falling onto soft strange skin
I wondered if you would bring me closer
just to breathe me in
when his hands grasp my neck
to feel me slowly die
i wondered if you'd save me
or at least be my final kiss goodbye
The Hands That Touch Me
the hands that touch me admire
and cherish slits of mended skin
the hands that touch me press down
my heart stuck in his morbid grin
the hands that touch me now unfamiliar
as they now tear and cling and claw
claiming the parts of me
that are eternally raw
the hands that touch me leave me for dead
the hands now soaked in blood
the hands that touch me are now unamused
my tears becoming an eternal flood
Drink Me
drink my blood and taste my skin
and tell me that i am yours again
open me up and consume me whole
for i am lost and out of control
Ugly Thing
such an ugly thing...
such an ugly display you are...
it's so silly how you think you deserve these things
starve yourself. accept the truth.
your bones ache and you long for a home long gone.
Death's Child
Death's child so tender and lovely
through empty eyes never seen as ugly
Death's child now alone and cold
could only watch his tears as they rolled
