I have a date with a blade,
But we're just staying in tonight
Where nobody can interrupt us;
Alone.
Where I am yours
And you are mine.
The lamp above us doesn't work
It simply hangs there useless;
Candlelight was always so much more intimate anyway.
Unlike our trust, the flame flickers.
I hold you tight.
We dont like leaving our room,
Too scared of the light, so we order in
I offer to pay for it.
I do.
And as the evening moves on
I tell you everything:
All my emotions,
All my loves,
Hates,
Fears.
I wear my heart on my sleeve;
Is that why I'm bleeding?
Everyone says that in love,
Actions speak louder than words
So you caress my skin and say nothing
Like only a lover can
Each touch so delicate,
You play my body like a violin.
I am a symphony of your movements.
Love scars.
We live in a time where mental illness is romanticised
And those with real problems feel ashamed,
So if you'll excuse me, I must go:
I have a date with a blade.
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 2:35 AM UTC
I have a date with a blade,
But we're just staying in tonight
Where nobody can interrupt us;
Alone.
Where I am yours
And you are mine.
The lamp above us doesn't work
It simply hangs there useless;
Candlelight was always so much more intimate anyway.
Unlike our trust, the flame flickers.
I hold you tight.
We dont like leaving our room,
Too scared of the light, so we order in
I offer to pay for it.
I do.
And as the evening moves on
I tell you everything:
All my emotions,
All my loves,
Hates,
Fears.
I wear my heart on my sleeve;
Is that why I'm bleeding?
Everyone says that in love,
Actions speak louder than words
So you caress my skin and say nothing
Like only a lover can
Each touch so delicate,
You play my body like a violin.
I am a symphony of your movements.
Love scars.
We live in a time where mental illness is romanticised
And those with real problems feel ashamed,
So if you'll excuse me, I must go:
I have a date with a blade.
