𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗹|| hyunlix

Taste Of Blood

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The night moon focused its beam across the town, candle-speaking molten wax cascading upon burning brass, flame beckons sideways like the ocean's swaying tides.

A July thunderstorm, yelling clouds, eyes full of hatred with dark sorrow, with every tear I ignite a fire.

A contempt lurking behind these eyes, fire boiling in my throat, starless night.

regrets and weepings.

Melting in rough touches, not a blaze but a smoke. too transparent to be a cloud too hostile, as a whole trying to flee away from this monster, but needed to be caught I'll
slip.

Between slender fingers, wanting to be gone forever, trying to catch my breath ending up choking, mixing in his throat and lungs.

Please take me away, blood is what there's yet to rush.

Four dark red walls around me and pushed to a bed.

It hurts to see what I wished to unsee, crawling and running but I'm not reaching anywhere.

Still here, Feeling the red underneath his fingertips.

And kissing the monster's lips as blood dripped off his lips.

The taste of blood.

No ending to this all he says
Then touching me again.

Here comes the devil on a dime I wanna drift away.

The devils hiding behind the thick wall watched too in horror.

The moon is weeping,veiling
stars with dark sadness, cold lungs breathing out clouds eyes crying rain; heartbeat thunder storms of emotion. unsalted teardrop. Clouds painting grey over the gloomy sky.

My black shirt was ripped open from my body, the black pants were the blackout curtains protecting my last dignity.

My eyes were deeper than any pit of misery you've ever stumbled upon, and my lips couldn't open wide enough nor emit a scream that was loud enough.

My ears couldn't forget nor block the words nastily spilling from his sinful, sewage mouth.

As I look at him with sorrowful eyes all I could see was the hot-blooded devil overpowering his soul, this flesh is no longer a familiar part which I once considered as my home.

"Felix my-...my baby why can't you love me?...why can't you be mine..why don't you love me?"

I looked at him. the devil. silence in my eyes with a feeble smile on my face. The air in the room seemed dead storms of visions whipped my face tears began to scream at my face all I could think were his words.

whiskey eyes were swollen. Stormy skies. even though I still feel like kissing him one last time, I know he'll commit yet another crime.

Even though I intended to sneak here to kill him.

"Kill me" whispered at my calmest.

"I love you" the love he promised.

The one whose name was first on my infant mind kisses my lips with venom, I
felt that I should surrender myself to him one last time.

I've gone infuriated with all ink that is running through my veins. but secretly sinful hidden behind sexual erotic fantasies for an orgasmic guilty pleasure.