°twisted°

bloody mary

i remember i used to avoid you everytime i looked in a mirror, but now i welcome you with open arms and a kind heart

you're a little obsessive, everytime i yell your name more than twice you seem to appear and grab me by the hair, dragging me to the bathtub which is filled with all my dark thoughts spawned from the idea of you, and you hold me down, allowing me to slowly drown a painful death, what i had wanted all this time

it's become an obsession, what i have with you, maybe you aren't exactly telling the truth and i'm imagining you, but either way, i hope for you to come steal my soul every morning when you suddenly appear by my bed, stroking my hair and reassuring me that suicide will always be an option in your eyes, i'm just a poor unfortunate soul, you've come to save me, by slowly stabbing me till the knife is dull allowing me to suffer even more than i could've ever committed with my own hands and a blade poised at my pale wrist

i know i say it everytime you grab me by the neck and slam me againest the wall, but i love the pain you offer, it's so much darker than i ever would have guessed, i love feeling afraid, and shivering everytime your fingertips touch my face, god i love it when i tremble in your presence, i love it when i hear your footsteps slowly making their way up the staircase waiting for your blood hungry heart, it aches waiting for your death filled eyes to hover over mine

if i say your name three times to the mirror of the bathroom i had died so many times in before, i would see you, that's exactly what i want, i need someone dead to make me feel alive, i need a ghost haunting me to make me feel passion, i want a demon to possess me and make me feel nothing, please let you be real, i need you to steal my soul and crush it, i don't care anymore, i want to be dead just like you.