THIS

#poetry #goth #bpd #gothic #harpy

#poetry #goth #bpd

You're such an artist I want to be your canvas. Cut me with your inky knife and scar me with your sadness. Don't fear the way I cry you'll need it for your madness. Have this. Take freely from what I can imagine. A passion formed in the void of blackness. Tattoo this scream into my throat

Look at the time left! I don't even need a clock when I can read your face. Seconds after hours after minutes in an endless chase. Everything is pain when you choose my embrace. Poison N shit! Arsenic and old lace.

Your eyes still see what you can't erase, backfill all the things that you can't replace, still wonder where you go when you stare into space. I'd ask you why, but it isn't my place.

I shouldn't crave being lied to
I don't need to crave abuse
The promises made in passing
Former passionate affirmations
All denied a happy ending
In my stupor I saw the way
Even though it destroyed me