Kill me, please kill me!
For this I beg
When I'm no longer here,
My spirit will remain.
Possessing your soul
And in it you will surely be maimed.
Crawl, Run, Hide
As my shadow follows you from behind
When my sweat drips beneath your skin,
No one will hear you cry.
People will think of you as crazy
Talking about the creature that lurks your mind
While I will be there licking your backside
Invading your dreams
Making your body mine
I disturb your peace
And no one suspects a thing
The scratches on your wrist are love poems to me
Carefully crafted like a sweet melody
YOU ARE READING
:Distorted Beauty
PoetryThis is the beginning stages of a poem book that my sister and I are writing. We encourage comments and we do hope you enjoy it. More is soon to come by: Mikayla & Tiffany Moss
