Your past is your story.
I will never demand you
Rip a single page
From it.

I'm a very big boy.
Tales of your yesterloves
Scare me as little as
Anything;

Only hurt as much
As they should.
Never burn a picture
To please me.

Never paint over a
Secret, never camouflage
A single regret as
Bad luck.

Skeletons. Dust and bones,
Dead and harmless.
Tell me everything.
Unsensored;

No blur nor bleep.
I want to know
What shaped you into
Someone so

Deserving of my
Interest. Let me into
Your attic. Turn out
The lights.

I'm a very big boy.
Even my ghosts are
Scarier than
Yours.

That itch you find
So annoying

Is that of a wound
Closing.

Learn to be grateful
For any tissue

Keeping the red stuff
On the inside.

Silently lie in the grass,
On the hill above the lights.
Steal a kiss,
In between ,
Each drag on this cigarette.
And
Let's
Take bets on which is more
Dangerous.

The city is covered in grime,
Layers and layers of dark
Nasty residue and smog
That clothes the air,
Scratchy breaths in and out of our lungs,
Till our heart beats in unison with the sinister things that lurk in midnight alleyways...
It's a leech,
A demon sent from hell to contaminate this once fair city...
It weaves in and out
Through and through,
Possessing
Minds, souls, hearts of the people and anything else it can get its hands on...

One day, I met a girl,
A bright little thing,
Shivering against the imminent
Shadows that were bound to
Overcome her soon enough... She stood afar from me,
But I could feel
the warmth and strength radiating from her...
I stared as she glowed,
Ethereal, but not oblivious.
She has survived the birdcage we all live in, scars everywhere
To tell her story for all those
Struggling, drowning in the utter madness that seemed to claw its ways into all of us.
She turned away,
And the spot of comfort like a warm blanket on a
cold winter night,
Faded away with her.

Do you ever think of us?
Or are we a lost cause
That I'm still fighting for?

I began to resent every second of your company
To end up with the other woman to many, a dream?
A bitter nightmare.
Drenched in self loathing for my actions
I began to slowly abhor you.
Ticking my eyes over you, scouring every inch with hate
Removing your facade,
Every arrogant word you spat,
Your gluttonous ways
Superficial,
Lack of depth.
I detest you

I detest myself for foolishly choosing you.

*Never trade love for lust

I feel like I am always gasping for air
The world is choking me
Putting its hands around my neck
Tightening its grip.
I've always felt like I could not breathe
But when it was you smothering me with your love
I should have let it **** me.