chelsea

lover

She's a sweet cripple,

So daring with beauty

That thousands of bees would sting her triple

For how her words taunt with duty.

Her eyes are like a chameleon,

For it switches to every makeover in the depth of everyone else

Like machiavellian,

Plastic, but fucked up every time her layer of ice melts

She does love me, 

I do love her too 

But she transforms this beast that screams like Elvis from Tennessee 

And beats herself up till her blood gushes out like shampoo

She is a bitch, 

And that's what makes her pretty. 

Whenever her personality switch, 

She throws the shards of glass at me without pity.

For she knows, I'll always be by her side. 

Without doubt and regret,

Even if she has to kill everyone around me with pride 

For my love will never die like Juliette.

I'll kiss her lips even if I'm dead 

And wrap my arms around her frame, 

Till she'll lose her head

 Because I'm the one to blame.

I made her insane, 

For how adherent I was back then 

That now, I've changed in vain 

To let her explode like Cheyenne

It makes me happy, 

That she can never let go. 

But, what makes her crappy? 

Oh! It's her fault for being so slow.

Whatever she will ever be, 

My love will never despair. 

Even the three-headed dogs from hell would flea 

For how abnormal the love we both share.

The blade that she stabbed that night 

Is her 'I love you's, 

That she just smile with delight, 

And said, " Go and become anew"

" For you are mine and I'm forever you, 

That nothing and I mean nothing will replace our sin" 

As blood dripped from my lips and I said, " This shit is glue, 

And yes, my lover. I'm your skin"

My death is near 

But she's elsewhere. 

That every bit of my remains tear 

Yet she left with a heart that is fully repaired.

That's how my love is being sacrificed, 

That not even the greatest Anonymous would force to forget 

Without a doubt, she's a suicide. 

That manipulates me to swallow my cigarette.

A threat, inhumane, and a hindrance. 

Yet, my eyes don't find it all wrong. 

Why? Because love is persistence, 

That I don't care how many times I'm being smashed down by King Kong

For as long as I know, I'll be back. 

To touch her daring face, 

And whisper like Jack Black, 

" I'm ready for your embrace"

I know for sure her eyes will scream me through hell, 

"Why are you here?!"  She asked, 

" I've rebelled, I've fallen, yet I'm well, 

Because you have not bled"

My lover, my dear lover, my sweet lover. 

You are always in me and forever will be in me 

No one understands you fully with cover, 

And it is I who will never let you go out free.