Obsessive
Every time I am without you I get sad. I want to make sure you are not with another.
If anyone tries anything they won't be able to see any more.
I will rip out the eyes of girls that look at you. She flirts and gets her throat slit.
If they even dare to lay a finger on you I will tear off the limb they touched you with.
I will leave her in my basement. Ripping out her nails letting her feel all the pain.
Blood will be pooling underneath her. She won't be able to see you, hear you, or talk to you.
She will only feel pain.
I'll free her of all her senses.
Like an angel, I'll torture her body to the point of no recognition.
I'll wear her skin like a mask. Her pretty nails will be on mine.
I will rip out her heart; and nail it to my wall as a trophy. I'll send her to hell and back.
No one can have you.
You're mine.
You say you love me. I trust you, but you can never be too careful.
The pretty color of red will be on the walls. We can paint our room the color of their blood.
It will serve as a reminder.
A reminder of who you belong to.
you are mine.
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Book of Flesh & Blood
PoetryIt's just a collection of my poetry. I hope you guys enjoy it. I mainly write in metaphor so you can make your own meaning of my writing. some parts have gore or sensitive topics. please be careful. Have a lovely day. make sure to take care of yours...
