P.s. Love The Black

Vendetta Red

Make a wish upon your middle finger 
Wasting your affections 
On another dark haired girl
With skin so pale
It's translucence 
Pulls you in and chokes you up
I just came by to kill you 
Nobody was home
From hips to lips 
And everything between "collide"
She cried and chalked one up 
To her myriad of thoughts 
Abscess
I'm trusting you to stab me 
In the back, beloved betrayer
It fell straight from heaven
Burning brighter than 
Your hopes of being one of them someday
It bared its teeth 
And shook the ground beneath 
Your feet 
It held you close
Tore you limb from limb 
And then it left you. 
Distraught disguised 
Our abhorrence 
Victimized I died from laughing 
At your consuming lust 
For sustenance 
A word could break 
Ideas in comatose states 
As passive thoughts strike 
At the only comfort I can't bare 
I tried to please 
But only wound down on my knees 
Refusal to comply 
It ends in dissension from the self 
An anchor to hell 
The vessel rests light on the shell 
Your grade school blasphemy 
Is making my skin crawl