.Filicia.


you finally came back…
your porcelain innocent doll face..looking at my fractured body.
you’re not innocent,
you’re not good,
you’re not real..
you’re not worth my time..
but you are thats exactly whats wrong with me…
i choose to stay even when it’s not possible for you to change; you say..
i know you can change..
i believe in you…
i have faith..little faith and believe in myself but you…
you’re more to me..
than my own life itself.
you can't go..i won't let you..
i will tie you up put chains around you my love will hold you until you can see what you’re worth..
huh,
i have so little energy..
im using it all to run around the merigal round chasing you round’ and round.
im out of breath.
do you see?
i already have caught  up with you..
i know you want to be happy..
be able to laugh without having to swallow it down..
i know you’d like to smile let your teeth show..but instead you hide that beautiful smile of yours with your sleeve..
i know what you’re hiding those scars that are buried beneath your  oh so pale skin..beautiful..thats what they are..
i know what's beneath those clothes of yours beauty..
look at you you’re my super model..
perfect..to me..
lovely..velvet blood stains your clothes..
your velvet red luscious blood drips down your oh so pale but amazingly perfect skin…
im stained with your perfect insides..
you're my drug just the sight of you makes me wanna bleed..
you're so perfect to me.