Written by PinkPunk
The flesh of the bedsheets, the nightmares are where I see
You as long as possible
All so pure, so raw, like meat
You can visit me at night time, I could be your lifetime
Sharp edges, dead eyes and navy skin
You ask me questions you know the answers to
You want me to follow you like an animal
Cause that's more alive than a human being
You play with my memories, until the only thing left in my mind
Is you and me
You and me
I forgive you
There isn't much else for me to do
You ask me to save my life before others
You want my life to be yours
You love the smell of my bones
You love being chained to me alone
You are a loveless man
Those eyes, those red eyes
Eye contact's the only contact I'll have with you
You're really good at justifying your every move
I'll hurt others cause I don't have it in me to hurt you
I've become more and more like the man in your mirror
You make it feel like a trophy everytime you love me
Just cause you haven't loved anyone else
You're made of poison
But please don't forget
That the devil was an angel
I could only be mad at you for a moment
Cause you see me
But love
I see you just as well
YOU ARE READING
IF HANNIBAL WROTE POETRY INSTEAD OF EATING PEOPLE
PoetryThese are poems written about Hannigram, as well as Hannibal and Will themselves. These are all written by us!
