you taste like taboo and ***** secrets sometimes even like whiskey mixed with memories i need to let go, can’t keep 'em and if you ever want someone else loving you the way i do just let me know and if you ever want someone else giving it all up for you just let me know because you smell like sunshine and look like my favorite regret pinky promises tight around my throat almost like you never want to let me go and if you ever want to just let me know. i know a girl with moonlight in her hair fireflies spilling from her tongue i know a girl and i know this is love even if she, you, does not want it to be can't change destiny. you look like pretty please's with cherries on top sometimes even like ice sizzling when it gets too hot, you get too hot hot enough to knock all the dressers and pictures off the walls and if you ever want someone else to water you down the way i do just let me know and if you ever want someone else to change all the furniture around for you just let me know because i’d change all this furniture around for you as long as you swear on your father’s grave you’ll never go may he rest in peace. there’s this new thing called love that i’d really like to try it’s said to have the power to crush your soul with one goodbye that sounds pretty cool, right? you feel like broken mirrors and black cats like drowning in **** and empty threats you are golden fire pure destruction i’ve fallen for you, i’m sure but you’ve already fallen for him i’m sure.
he is the only thing that you ever see, how is it you never notice that you are slowly killing me?
you're touching me under the stars with hands that venture too far while the moon smiles at us showing every row of pointy perfect teeth you're touching me and
i can't breathe
you're holding me in a way too tight hold and way too strong arms wrapped around a place i'm supposed to call home with termites eating away underneath you're holding me and
i can't breathe
you're kissing me with lips of nicotine and breath like fire embers and words of forever and tongue that's sloppy and serene you're kissing me and
i can't breathe
you're following me in between buildings that shouldn't be this close together and its another dead end another dead end another dead end, why does the sidewalk get to leave? you're following me and
i can't breathe
you're whispering to me because this is what lovers do, you scream this is what lovers do but i don't want to love you and my lungs ache for you to let me be you're whispering to me and
i can't breathe
you're laying next to me snoring very loudly so that the neighbors can't hear the sheets suffocate me and i'm dying i'm crying i'm dying you're laying next to me and
i can't breathe
you’re saying you love me and you’re pulling me so tightly into that lovely body built from forever's and never’s and i’m screaming in your perfect little ears over and over because didn’t you hear me?
i’ve never fallen in love before but i’m telling you if i did, my bones would screech and creak and ***** to build you a home that doesn’t fight back and i would shower you with love until you drowned because i don’t know how to love unless it becomes too much someway or somehow and you would become all that i breathe and need and see and the very sound of your name would be enough to cause another relapse because i’ll get addicted too soon and too fast and you’ll think it’s great at first until i’m publicly on my knees aching for your velvet kisses back and i've never cared for someone this way before but i'm telling you if i did, my lungs would collapse and inflate again and again because you will be the only thing i'll ever breathe in and the people in my life would never amount to you, and maybe that's a little messed up but i wrote it felt it bled it, so it must be true because i don't know how to let someone in unless i push every other person out and you'll love my attention at first until you're throwing glass plates at my following figure until you're yelling regrets and things i should've considered until you hate me because you don't want to be the only one even if i want you to be. i’ve danced with the devil because he has the prettiest eyes i’ve ever seen in my life but i didn’t love him i’ve kissed the hands of god because he smells like my childhood home and i liked that a lot but i didn’t love him i’ve cut open my skin for my first girlfriend because she promised to stay and that drove me insane but i didn’t love her and i’m telling you if i did i would write a poem convincing her that i didn’t because i’ve never loved in a way that doesn’t became some form of a burden. and i don’t love you yet but i am going to scrub my words into your ***** body and i am going to promise that there’s nobody but you and you are going to love every second of it because you’ve given in to destruction and seduction and you already understand everything about pain you already know there’s everything to lose and i’m the only thing you’d gain but that’s okay because you’ve never fallen in love before.
i've been beaten and bruised but nothing hurts more than you
hi my name is broken and i once caught my father using all his teeth hands lip and tongue on a woman that was not his own outside my bedroom window, i spent the night trying to convince myself that love is real love is real love is real because after that i wasn’t ever really sure.
hi my name is survivor and i was once a punching bag for my stepfathers anger and houses in the country will forever terrify me all because of a random man and his prying fingers and his sticky gum, and then there’s this third set of bones and dark flesh that made me so afraid of my own skin i had to tell myself i am beautiful i am beautiful i am beautiful because hate and death wasn’t my only option.
hi my name is butterfly and i once broke every bone in my body falling so hard for a girl with the loveliest voice i’ve ever heard but she had other bodies underneath her thick brown belt she wouldn’t let herself feel all the things i felt, i spent thanksgiving in a mental hospital chanting over and over i am lovable i am lovable i am lovable because without even trying, she had managed to convince me that i wasn’t.
hi my name is destroyer and i chose water over blood because blood burned and drowned and buried me ten feet down all at the same time and i didn’t want to die because of them anymore i split in half all the walls and windows and doors to my home, i needed to do and be what was best for me so i told myself again and again i’m not alone i’m not alone i’m not alone because all i felt was the aftermath of being the very thing that broke up my home.
hi my name is lover and i tend to give too much of me way too quickly because i don't fall in love, i dive with feet facing the sky, head towards the concrete and i wonder how i end up being so broken and incomplete so i wound up all the glue and all the tape, i muttered over and over in between each breath fate isn't fake fate isn't fake fate isn't fake because my heart always seemed to pound a few beats behind, a few beats too late.
hi my name is suicide and i stepped in front of trains and bullets and knives and i hate yous and you’re nothings all looking for a father that never really wanted me he broke my throne, i cut more than just my hair, i no longer want to be here, and i screamed at the top of my lungs because it’s worth it it’s worth it it’s worth it it just doesn’t feel like it anymore.
it's been such a long time, i don't feel the same.
and i don't even know if i want to kiss your lips or just your skin because i'm falling falling falling falling falling falling falling but i don't want to hit the ground again. are you sure your arms can hold the weight of my love when it's wrapped in wet clothes? and are you sure it's the best idea to take this where the wind goes? i'm not yet sure if love is a real thing it's just a beautiful fictional deadly play, and you still kiss me like i'm sane but i know it's all just another game so don't be surprised if i refuse to participate. and you're like a cynical patronizing inconsiderate impartial callous song, but your vicious words still gently drag me along. and i'm not sure if you're really toxic or it's just all in my head. because i love you love you ove you ve you e you you ou u or maybe i love when you're in my bed.
there's a difference between someone telling you they love you and them actually loving you i haven't figured it out yet though
i’m made of sidewalk cracks and moments i should’ve taken i’m made of broken rings and the wrong girls i put my trust in. because i didn’t know what love was until i kissed a girl made of thorns and i didn’t know what happiness was until fear started sleeping without locking the door. i’m no where near what the world makes me out to be what it expects from me and maybe that’s okay. i’m made of ****** coffee and the constant pressure of being something else i'm made of holes in the foundation and girls that kiss me just to watch me melt. because i didn't know what **** was until i touched skin made of broken glass and i didn't know what hope was until i fell a little too fast. my story ends before it even starts because forever is only real if you look like art but i look like broken promises in an empty hallway and maybe that's okay.
and strange what desire will make foolish people do