Netcees - Someone

Death's romanticism. The seduction of self destruction. Black rose petals. Warm blood washing over me like a blanket. Put me to bed. Dirt nap welcomed. I'm begging. Open my vein. Taste my life. Ruin expectation. Free me from this. The tattoo curves around her body. Her open sockets go on forever. I'm lost inside. Smiling at hurt. Feet to the fire. Skin melting from my skull, pressed against her torch of a gaze. Eat me alive. Fatally wounded. Anything prior is a distant fading memory. Fogged over life. I only know now. Wrapped in sticky poison webs. Full sprint. Hurdling towards the edge. Nose dive. Stalking a dragon. A kiss of death. Desire can't be bought. Personal truth is immune to manipulation. Bleeding heart. Ego bare. Voyeurism killed the cat. Peel back the lies. Can't pretend you can pretend. Not anymore. Can't be unseen. Rotting corpse. Sink your death into her holes. Fill her life with your hallow breath. Guilt is unbecoming. Dead don't feel. Once numb limbs tingling at the root. Color me surprised. Breathe in my lungs, just one more time. Hopeless to capture. Slips between your boney fingers and into that wishing well. Just die with me, won't you? Let me kill you, too. Die with me again. Again. Bring me back to life.