she dances with the devil
she's a forbidden thing
a forbidden people
she converses with the master of manipulation
quite good at the language of lies
cloaking herself in kindness, in sweetness, and in light
she's watching you always, the things you say and write
waiting for the day your heart is not shining so bright
and when she sees you are hurting
she waits and waits
until the day you finally break
the day you collapse to the floor
and feel like the world is too much to bare anymore
then she walks right in, right through your front door
she uses your hurt and picks at your scars
she haunts you and haunts you
she's the shadow on the floor
she's a demon disguising herself among people
she spent too long dancing with pure evil

dominant
inner rage. that
is my being -- she does
not wait idly on your
doorstep, she busts
the ******* lock
open, she swallows
you whole, red insides
churning 'round

    slithering shadow
    in the crescent of
    the light from
    under your bedroom
    door. i will haunt
you,
forever,
it is something
i am good at

mechanically speaking.

I fell in love with a demonic woman.
I knew her claws would scar me,
her touch would burn,
her eyes would betray the words spit from her lips.
She sold her soul to the devil,
and I gave up my heart for her.

I can’t wait to have the masterpiece that you are in my arms; for me to feel your body cling to my own like flesh to bone
What subtle scent does a goddess like you possess; why does it feel like eternity to await the taste of your lips.
Hesitation is understandable because the addiction to what I am is unfathomable
However when I love the passion is sincere; that is why I say to you My Love just taste, but a drop of the venom I contain.
Let me heal your wounds, let me quench your desire like a hot coal to a burning flame.
Let me kiss not from your head to your toes, but also ground upon which you walk.
Let us make love until our lips no longer can lock, until your thighs recognise the heat of my body, until all you can do is lose yourself in my eyes and love me
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I am this monster
This monster of rhyme
I hide in the shadows touched by no-one but time
From the deep we have risen and still we do climb
Myself and my conscious this monster of mine

I want to scream
I want to cry
I just want to put a blade into my thigh

I want to buy a weapon
I wan to buy a gun
I just want to shoot the demon inside of everyone

I want to suicide
I want to feel pain
I just want to shoot the bullet right through my brain

Its a race
loneliness and depression
Who will get me
Hell or heaven