It's easier to write when your sad
When your happier than the sun shining
Emotions are what sell everything
Even the hint of aggression and people run
But if your friendly they stay closer to feed off of your energy
Sucking the life out of you
It's what people crave
They want to feel your bones crack under pressure
There mouth salivates at the thought of your blood on there lips
Your there drug of choice
The blood running through your veins
When they prick you with the needles
The little scream that leaves your lips
It's what they want patiently waiting
They smile with every inch of teeth they have
Wanting to sink themselves into you
Until there's nothing left of you.
But the bones they use to pick their teeth with.
YOU ARE READING
the depths of my despair
PoesiaYin & Yang . The good ,The bad. A balance between the two. This is the dark finding it's light through the depths of despair.
