My very soul yearns for your presence, I feel.
This ceaseless, aching melancholy, only able to be cured by the sound of your voice, by the warmth of your skin against mine.
I've been here before, but never alone. No guide map to follow, no flashlight to grasp.
Just a broken radio heart that plays the same ambient song on repeat, and all the love in the world.Oh paper-thin girl, I can see right through you. There's no light on the other side. And the writing on this side is jumbled and crass.
You feel nothing but what's written on your face. Isn't that true?
You've been telling me all this time and still I never knew.
Your light is synthetic- it pierces my cornea in an unnatural and devastating way.You who crafted cardboard stories of honesty and joy, do you not feel it melting away?
One day the rain of consequence will tear down your flimsy walls.
I loved you with an unmatched sincerity, through all your paper-cut lies.
I craved the taste of the blood you drew with every fiber that dug into my bruised and battered skin.Devour me whole, or use my cadaver for nothing more than a garnish.
Whatever best suits your insatiable soul.
I fear your fork and knife may lack the thrill they once held over me.
I fear the adrenaline wears off to reveal nothing but an unenthusiastic hack job pain.
You'd do me better if you'd just silence my beating heart with your cutleryCruelty at its finest, you who discards me as if I was made of the most repulsive form of grime.
I grew thicker skin to embrace you and your spikes, and your response is to sink your teeth in.
Do I taste refined? does it get better each time? New spices, new herbs? New type of filet?
Or do you keep doing it for the simple joy of watching me scream?Oh cannibal girl, release me from this pain.
Or at least show me some kind of remorse for the game.
Hunting for sport is unethical practice,
Hunting for love is second nature these days.
If the grip on the knife gives you power, by all means stab again.
If you just find exhaustion at the tip of your blade,
Maybe veganism isn't such a bad change of pace.