my whole life
I've only ever been
someone's bad habit.
like stealing drags
behind the library,
or biting broken nails
numb,
I became their drug in choosing.
pretty lips,
and a ***** secret;
a harrowing existence,
meets feverish addiction.
their idea of killing time
was killing me
and this is what I called love.
I guess I have a thing
for
homicide.
-k.m.
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 9:53 AM UTC
my whole life
I've only ever been
someone's bad habit.
like stealing drags
behind the library,
or biting broken nails
numb,
I became their drug in choosing.
pretty lips,
and a ***** secret;
a harrowing existence,
meets feverish addiction.
their idea of killing time
was killing me
and this is what I called love.
I guess I have a thing
for
homicide.
-k.m.