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Jan 2014
I need you pumping through my veins.
You are my emotional ******, my suicide.
Will you submerge my body in your sickness?
As you hold me against your chest.
So tight I can no longer gasp for air
Nor do I want to.

Stay here, lover
Hold me closer, leave me pining.
Soon enough the addiction will choke me out
But I will not die.

I love you's
And
I hate you's get passed around
Jumbled and mashed up between lips and covers
You are the venom that I want to consume me
Paralyze me, my darling
I long for it

Oh, the disease you infect me with
It is ever so tempting
And I am ever so inviting.
I'll let you in if you ask nicely
Again and again

The room spins
My body shivers at your touch,
As though I am holding my hand against a stove.

Our lungs burn,
Our inhibitions incinerate.
Our lives left in shambles
My heart bends
All for you, only here.

This place must be haunted.
Jordan Frances
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Jordan Frances
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