Menacing with her wander,
seductive with each step,
her alluring dead-sky eyes, haven't noticed me yet.
Her heart did not call out for me,
there was no love in her song,
she enticed me into her trap, she knew I was watching all-along.
Transparent, her empty chest
I knew she wouldn't be my wife,
but really what's the harm,
with one little bite?
I bit into her sweet poison,
two, maybe three times
I sucked out every trace of the venom,
and whilst I sucked and sucked, even with indescribable resent,
she never looked me in the eyes.
Her venom, ever-so intoxicating
I will not deny, I got addicted
she told me I was the sick, twisted-bitter one
Only, contagious pain and rage she afflicted.
After kissing her scars, whilst each eye squeezed shut
After exploring,
trying to understand each stitched cut
I don't think I was ever going to be enough.
I tried, and I tried, and I tried,
to hold her close and keep her near,
her magnetising ways, which attracted me,
repelled, I couldn't get through her invisible knight,
his name was fear.
But still, her enchanting way with words
and her appetising smile,
I COULDN'T STAY AWAY
I tried catching stars,
they were dead,
I would always return in a while.
YOU ARE READING
An organised mess
PoésieA poetry collection with random poetry I have written overtime, and thought i'd share. I aim to add a new poem into this collection every day, could be the occasional off day :-) hope you enjoy! **thoughts day to day, put pen to paper and let the...
