Crimson lips and
****** fangs to match
she takes boys by their hands
and later examine her catch.

They all fall for her
one by one
their vision a blur
and her work is done.

She tosses them in the bin
when she gets bored
the boys think they can win
but they never even scored.

She walks with confidence
wearing a crown of bones
the boys walk with dominance
too blinded by their hormones.

She devours them alive
with her crimson lips
she goes in for the final dive
only needing to sway her hips.

I've been sinking
for a while now.

Day after day
I'm drowning;
gasping for
oxygen
that
my lungs
need to survive;
for my heart to beat;
and for my mind to live.

There's no one to pull me
out of the dark water
other but me
and it's killing me
to know that the only
person who can save me is
me, myself and I.

I'm kicking out
trashing my whole
body but still
I don't reach surface
and I won't anytime soon.

There once was a girl
who drove a big, black bus
to the edge of a bridge
overlooking the sea.

In the occupied seats
sat her torturous demons
ready to attack her
if needed be.

The girl opened the doors
and walked out to the shore
her demons following
closely behind.

She turned her back
to the edge of the sea
and told them she needed
a moment alone.

She reached out and touched
her forehead with her index
closing her eyes
to savour the moment.

She then took out a blade
from the inside of her jeans
tore it through the air
to make the demons flee.

They hissed and they clawed
slashed their talons in the air
but the girl bit back the tears
and let out a war cry.

She gripped her demons
by their beastly throats
twisting her hands
and the demons fell down.

She gathered them all
in her big, black bus
pushed it in the water
and let her demons drown.