I am sinking deeper,
beyond possibility,
into the grime.
Sloshing, dark waves are washing
over my body,
pale and thin,
and cleansing me.
I will treat it like I would the water
and bask in its horror,
metallic and harsh.
I will allow the copper flavour of blood
to rinse my mind.
Purity.
Feel the dry sandpaper skin
and the gravel in my eyes
as the rending of metal
tears my mind from itself
and I resurface,
gasping for air.

I feel as if you can tell that I've lost
my mind, my heart,
everything I moved for back at the start.
There is a rush of something unknown
within my body which takes me to dark
places, places of fear and pain and horror.
Places where your face turns to ash
when I'm not looking, where Death
holds my fate in its icy fingers.
I am intertwined with the shadows,
unseen gore dripping from my limbs
when I move, trickling through my skin.
Poison. I am being stained
by the black blood slowing me down
and as it heats up,
I feel it creeping into my lungs.
There is only so long before the cold returns
to save me from boiling alive.

I am afraid that when I cross your path,
the sight of me will lead you astray
as it did with so many other bleary-eyed
men looking for the newest drug
to glaze their limbs
and haze their minds.
I am a frenzy,
craze,
sought after delicacy leaving
the sweetest tinge on your tongue.
Wrap me around your finger and destroy
me before I destroy you,
leading you from your path
to the cliffs, rocky and sharp.
Watch you don't get killed
during the fall.
Land right
and the water might just
spare your life.

I'm in misery,
so please find a way to bring
my love back to me.

Before too long,
I'll fall in love with her.
Glorious as the summer wind,
bright and easy
to handle, she'll drift
and weep her joy
into my soul.
Before too long,
I'll fill myself with salt
and sing an ocean song
to catch her currents in my storm
and my heart will explode
when she touches my hands,
playing me like a piano.
Before too long,
I'll fall in love with her
just like she wants me to
and I will be left a fool,
stranded
in ice and brandy.

It won't be long
until I'm somewhere beautiful,
green, serene,
with clouds hovering
in front of my eyes to hide
phospherous tears.
It won't be long
until my eyes fade,
clean, gleam,
with speckled fireworks
bursting like life
in the midnight
of my pupils.
It's not far,
it won't be long,
I can feel it on the horizon.
I can feel the spark, the life,
the igniting sense of betrayal
warming me,
making me new again.

Little lady, devil in her heart,
holding you tight
for a chance at a new life.
Until there was her,
there was no weaving
deception. Tricking,
trickling, dancing
deception
winding around your lips
and drawing you in
with the current of her gaze.
No more death for her,
not a second time,
that's what she wants.
Theft, deft, sifting
through your mind
with trickster fingers
with desperation concealed
deep within her eyes,
always trying to find a way
to take one last breath.