Your name tastes like heartbreak
spilling from these frail lips,
tongue gliding over seat beads,
I am asking for it.
I encourage your toxins,
optimizing that little fetish of mine,
for I cannot live without remorse,
always keeping the pain slightly more than bearable.
Just to feel I have a heart
just to feel that it still beats,
to know I'm still alive in part.
Cause partly Im'a hopin'
for that last frame of mind,
to speak with the trust and confidence
that I really do not have.
It's hard to say
that I've never cared for you,
I'm sorry that you must be my little toy.
But I cannot live
without pain,
without lust,
so would you please be my poison once more?
Author notes
mmm.
wrote this at ashley's house while she was sleeping :]
What should I add/take out?
Comments
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I love this. I really do. Human nature in it's bare honest form. The free verse is awesome here. It reminds me a bit of myself with someone
Great job!
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somethings it is we human that kill ourselves it is a addiction that we can't seem to beat, keep it flowing
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