To touch me is to bleed.
I will leave my marks all over your soul, for your body means nothing to me.
I am a razor.
I’ve been sharpened by your appetite. The destruction I inflict has no bearing to me, for a weapon has no emotions. Just a purpose. To serve in your cause of self-destruction.
You’ve conjured up all the demons, thinking they would eat me, and you forgot that I am their father.
How soon you forget.
I tried to warn you, I even gave you a head start but you were so caught up in the maelstrom that you didn’t listen. But you never did anyway.
I stomped up and down because treading lightly just does not get your attention.
The lights of the Ferris wheel are off, but it still runs, and I thought I would take you for a ride, but you had a roadmap and I but a notion. No wonder you lost me again.
I am resurrected now. Don’t mind the wounds; it’s the price of going through your grind. They will heal in time, just as long as you don’t lick them.
I am the Vampire who wanted to taste your blood, so you injected it with poison..
I am the parasite that needs to feed off of you to live, only to find you but a shell of who you seem to be.
I am the Zombie that reminds you that you are still alive. God knows you never remember.
You will not survive my love, for my kisses burn your velvety skin like acid, leaving scars that remind you that the past was real.
There will be no illusions between us, as I take you for a dive into the sun, and hold you tightly as we burn together as we fall. You make a wish as I whisper in your ear that you were always my shining star.
It won’t last long, but to shine there with you, even for a minute, is worth a million times the certain death that comes afterwards.
Me..January 12th, 2008