Tormented Souls And Other Poems

Feeding On You

I watched you creeping behind me

But you knew that I only wanted him

From a distance, you looked out for me

And wiped the tears that he let fall

I died from the loneliness of loss

Yet your hand dug me up, gave me life

I owed you something, I gave you a chance

But baby I was a zombie

And were the cure for my infirmity

I fed on your heart, dug a hole until you broke

I wanted to feel and I stole your love

You and I both know, you were never the one

So when he returned, begging for my heart

I was fat with your affection,

And I spent it all on him

His heart is poison, untouchable

I guess that's my type.

I'm sorry I used you to heal my hurt

But I know, when he crushes my heart again

Your arms are open, and I'll feed on you

Then, once more I will fill him with your blood

Just as I feed on you, he feeds on me.