She was the girl in class they told to sit still she was the one they wrote about on bathroom stalls Ribs protruding like archaic armor Ready to snap Ready to go
It wasn't a little girls fairytale I promise Because she came to you in your darkest dreams And sang you the prettiest songs while you dreamed a million deaths and awoke in agony as you realized you were still breathing.
And the shivers down your spine were no match for the coldness in her heart Her black wings covered her naked back But all she was really trying to hide were the scars she was foolish like me once too She painted stories of blue, her sadness plastered on her bones for all to see a love mistook for lust what a shame Skinny love really can't get much skinnier when your out of flesh to peel And you're starving and fresh out of potatoes already huh? And you've already sold your bones to some corpse who gets to dress up fancy and wear them next And since your busy selling your soul to your demons. Forking over all your limbs for more drugs "save me a little slice of that broken heart, honey After all, Misery always tastes the best served, bleeding and beating fresh out of the chest.." And with those last words She stretched her aching wings bones so sore you can even hear the friction whisper It seems her body spoke more words then she did And Each feather that fell from her wings hit the ground as hard as iron She lived her life weighed down by all her burdens and regrets And when I asked her how she could still fly with a heart so heavy and wings stained with iron she simply sighed and melted into the night like ink on paper She Pale faced Like newborn snowflakes that have never felt the harshness of the ground.. She sat breathing distance from you Right by your bed side Her ribs poked out of her chest like splintering toothpicks and broken hearts and your world went black catching only glimpses of Her. lips. So. close. closing in on those little red rose petals you call a mouth And you try to scream but she devours your voice Razors from her tongue shredding your cheeks into little bite sized pieces And then you see it.. your life..your meaningless pathetic life.. hovering right above your reach and you start to wonder if it all came down to this
Your eyes flutter open....
lips are hovering over your life drained face and before you know it her blood stained teeth slowly form into a pink sinister smirk that later turns into a grimace and you can see that in between her teeth are little parts of you like petite appetizers Ripe for the picking she swallows the rest of the flesh that envelops her throat And Licks her chops Like she missed the taste of spilled blood
The rooms now full of chatter the guests don't have very good manners and If you open your eyes and close your ears The doctors around my hospital bed sound like crickets And I think if I could be anywhere in the world right now we would be by the lake. shes not scared to take you away so you shouldn't be either, There is no point running from death It's inevitable. You are already chained to a world that is not entirely your own and tethered to a universe full of secrets
So while you were running to nowhere land, can I ask you where you were? and how far you got before time caught up? and while i was lying half dead in that hospital bed You we're dying merely a world away.
I have been waiting for this day for my whole life and She's still by my bed side black wings draped over my face.. The day has come where i can finally leave for good but I packed my suitcase full to the brim, three nights before, and something is still missing And as you search amongst the darkness
*Her porcelain hands reach out to guide you
cold as frost But somehow still managing to leave blisters on your skin
i struggled with an illness when i was younger and i feel like certain types of love can have the same physical and mental toll on people so i guess that's what this poem is about