Bloody shame and cold regret Drip down my sides Out my lips Floating in a pool of rue Hate brushes My fingertips Beauty dances 'round my head Teases, taunts my Sanity Lovely lies slip off my tongue I live to kill Mortality
Monday, January 10, 2011
My lungs ache, tongue craves That enticing poison, bitter to taste Forlorn despair seeps through my eyes My mind reeks of it. I need it... the desire burns deep, Consuming ration, caressing and engulfing all other thought. I want to feel the smooth smoke running down my throat Pouring over a willing pair of lips.