I am a lover, not a fighter.
I am a lip and neck biter.
I am the steam between the sheets.
I am the raindrops hitting the street.
I am seduction. Pure and red.
I am the monster lying in your bed.
I am your drug in which you're addicted.
I am the monster that won't leave your head.
I am the thought that won't leave your mind.
I am a drop of blood in a glass of red wine.
I am the kiss that meets the lips of death.
I am the lace on a silk black corset.
I am green slime oozing out of the walls.
I am the face of a broken glass doll.
I am your fear in which you're most afraid.
I pick you up just to watch you fall.
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 5:07 AM UTC
I am a lover, not a fighter.
I am a lip and neck biter.
I am the steam between the sheets.
I am the raindrops hitting the street.
I am seduction. Pure and red.
I am the monster lying in your bed.
I am your drug in which you're addicted.
I am the monster that won't leave your head.
I am the thought that won't leave your mind.
I am a drop of blood in a glass of red wine.
I am the kiss that meets the lips of death.
I am the lace on a silk black corset.
I am green slime oozing out of the walls.
I am the face of a broken glass doll.
I am your fear in which you're most afraid.
I pick you up just to watch you fall.
