Dagger Girl
You slip me under your ribs so well that I forget what I am. I am one with your lung and I hold your breath until you are ready to let go.
I am the dagger. You used me to end yourself and now I’m paying the price. Because no one told me daggers can feel pain. And I didn’t tell you you could use me to hurt yourself.
“The Kisses Given”
She looks up at me and I wonder for the millionth time, “Does she know?”
Does she know that I constantly run my fingers through her hair because it reminds me that she’s still here, she hasn’t disappeared yet
I kiss her forehead because it’s her mind that I’ve fallen in love with
I kiss her cheeks because it’s her smile that lights up my entire life
I kiss her ears because she’s the only one who listens without any judgement
I kiss her forearms because her scars only add to the beauty she possesses
I kiss her chest because it holds her heart, the only thing that can shatter mine
I kiss her stomach because she claims she’s fat so I need to show her that I love her for what she has
I kiss her thighs, not because I want to devour what’s between them, but because I respect it
I kiss her calf’s because they’re strong and are willing to carry me when I can’t get up
But ...
I’m terrified of her feet because if they ever choose to walk out of my life
Life as I know it will be hell
* In dedication to me, my girlfriend wrote this and gave me permission to post. I hope the people who read this love it just as much as I do because she is very gifted and talented and this right here shows *
no, i’m not stalking
hi, hello
i see you there
please forgive me
if i stare
we've never met
we haven't talked
i want to be near you
not to stalk
no i'm not creepy
no no stop, please
i didn't know what to say
but with you i'm at ease
no you can't see that?
no no don't leave
you're the reason i'm living
i'm begging you, please
you're a star from heaven
an angel from above
i know we've just met
but i am in love
please don't run away
don't make me take this fall
i'm sorry i have to take you with me
don't cry, this isn't my fault.
To Love A Sociopath
To love a sociopath
Is an easy mistake to make
They have so much charm
But they cause so much harm
They know everything that makes you tick
They are full of lies and evil tricks
They know exactly what you fantasize
Because they constantly psychoanalys
They will be everything you ever dreamed
But it’s nothing more than their scheme
They come across as confident people
But of course they have no fear
They seem so charming and sincere
But the ability to love isn’t all that they lack
They will feel nothing at all as they slide their knife in your back
But oh my god they are fantastic in bed
It’s beyond intense as you give them head
It will only be you, they’ll have you believing
They have the devil within
Their perfect looks are decieving
They have no shame
They are never to blame
They have no remorse
And yet of course
They have no real friends
Friends are only the means to their ends
They keep no connection to their past
The epitomistic iconoclast
They have an inflated ego
But that you’ll never know
They hide their inner narcissist
Yet another act so pertinent
Making them that much more sadistic
In true form cold and distant
Real human emotions are nonexistent
They should win oscars for their acting
All you value, they have been extracting
With sociopathy you often see
A Jekyll and Hyde personality
To them everything is a game
With a steady hand they take perfect aim
You are their prey
Nothing more than a pathway
To get precisely what they want
While completely nonchalant
They will use you
And emotionally abuse you
And when they are bored
You will be ignored
Devalued and discarded
You will be left desheveled and broken hearted
To love a sociopath
Is the easiest mistake to make
And you won’t know what they are
Until it’s far too late
Because chaos creates the aberration
Charming master of manipulation
Who only plays your heart for recreation
Pure mephistophelian
An almost human chameleon
Your eyes will lock as he speaks the words, I love you
And to you, I am forever true
Without the slightest change in expressions
His shorts still damp, from earlier transgressions
It’s all a game
You’re the game he’ll play
You’ll never win
You have no chance
Within his dance
Spinning webs of decipt
He will always earn defeat
And you’ll be left devistated
He will have you laying lifeless at his feet
Long before you even heard the music’s first and final beat
To have loved a sociopath
C.
Monster
It’s a spark in my mind that lights a fire in my body. Fire is uncontrollable and destroys everything in its path. Anger uses anyone it wants to cause chaos and confusion. With everyone else, anger seems to take over them completely without one slight problem. With me, it’s different. Anger has to fight his way in my body while I fight for him to get out. He clasps my heart and grips my soul. He diminishes my self-control and creates me into the monster that he is. He instills revenge in my mind and sends destruction to my hands. My hands, made to create and yet through them, he wants me to destroy. Anger is possessive, so hard to battle when he commands that I succumb to him. He’s stronger than I am, more aggressive than I want to be, and mass of distorted evil. When he takes over, I’m overwhelmed with the need to hurt someone to break something to make everyone feel my wrath. Anger makes me what he is:a monster.