Age 13 your heart called out for attention
Bed sheets stained with your innocence
Every tear flooding out the cotton fibers of your pillows
New Orleans had it bad with Katrina
Yet your tsunami desires for love
Hit harder than Haiti's tsunami
Quicker than the loss of life in Pompeii
I'm sorry age matters in this world
I'd take you in my arms
Hold you close and hope your wings develop
In the safety of my nesting heart
Age 15 and you're already being considered a *****
Tattooed, branded with the titles of ****, *****
And the constant question of guys 4 years older
"Can you **** my ****?"
I'm sorry I was never given the chance to love you
Tell you how much you mean
To me and my world of death and pain
I understand
17 years old and I'm labeled a psychopath
Only because I love the sight of horror
I'm crazy because I dissected an already dead cat
Insane because I stabbed my brother with his own knife
We're outcast in today's society
Because we don't conform to the fashions
The styles of tomorrow
Instead we bask in the glory of our demise
Praying to every god in every book
To take the blade another 6 cm deeper
To have the alcohol in our liver
Erode the burning emotions
We were blessed to have yet cursed to never be reciprocated
I'm sorry I was never given the chance to love you
I would have loved you the way an angelic demon like yourself
Always dreamed of since the age of 6
Shame you're a thousand miles away
Dancing on the rose pedals that wilted on your grave
I should have sent a bouquet
You would have known you were loved

I've spent day in and day out
Puffing on the blunts of my depression
Sipping on the bottle of my pain
I've cut wrist that bled lakes
Tattooed my pain across my chest
Making it not the first mistake
But the one mistake that could have ended
Years of hatred toward a *****
Resentment towards a *******
Both of whom taken my sanity
Twisting it into the death feigning fantasy
Where blood runs thick and rotting flesh
Smells of sweet rose pedals kissing lavender
I should have cut down
The same way the sun becomes extinguished over ancient blue horizons
I'm tired of the pain
The smell of decadence in the morning
Malice tales sung from harps
As blood sparkles with the sun peeking through the window
Down is so much better than across
Because I know I'll just be another limp lifeless corpse
Hidden from society till the neighbors
Become sick of the wretched smell of my dusty bones

Riddled stories sung of war and death
Fire blazing as friends gather round
It's a feast on the list of sins
Your heavenly father cursed us to add to
I'll never be sorry for the ripped throats
The still bleeding hearts from two years past
We're the vampires of hell
Drinking the flames of heaven
As we set it ablaze
With good times and bad stories

You cast the shadow of my heart
Into the deepest pits of hell
Chained it as you set fire to gasoline
Skin melting under the intense heat
I should have said **** it
Long before I let you wrap ten fingers
Cyanide tipped nooses
Around an already cold dead artery
Pulsing blood through my veins
Filled with toxic hatred
For those pretty brown eyes
You dragged me in with
Sent me to hell
With no possibility of parol
I'm surving nine life sentences
Because I fell for you
The queen of the ******
The mistress of hell
Monarch of shattered hearts
I should have walked away
Before I drowned in the quick sand
You so joyfully called love

Wrap your hands around the hours
Seconds passing by as your heartbeats
Father, send the sands to my snoring bed
Drown me in my sleep
Crush my chest under the weight
I'm tired of being a speck of dust
On the ancient gears of your clock
Let me fade wipe me away
Father, give me the gift you blessed me with
When you said it was my time to rise

I'm hidden in the lies
Cascading the mountains of truth
You so blindly try to climb
You can't seem to comprehend
I'm the master of death
The father of the gods
You ritualistically worship
I'm the truth in the lies
I'm the lies in the truth
I'm everything but what are you
A flea biting a dog
A dog in the sewers
A rotting corpse sailing on the sands of time
Lies hold my truth my existence
My way to say
I'm just a nothing