Try to fuel the body
with poison and blades
Crash to hell and come back up
Hold wings like burning flames
Bed becomes home,
Safe haven yet unknown
Demons lie beneath and above
Sleep next to you but do not touch
Skin rips apart and nothing comes
You are what you bleed
and what you eat and where you run
Fooling yourself and fooling no one
This room is empty
This cage is gone
YOU ARE READING
jagged [ iN BETWEEN part 2 ]
Poesíafailing lights & sleepless nights (ramblings of a mad person) IMPORTANT! The drawings that accompany my words are not my doing, I take no credit for them whasoever.