Bryon and his beautiful poison

There's a haunting silence

amongst the crowd

our eyes meet but you are distant

I call you but you

mistake me for a past love

telling me to meet you

so we can end our sorrow together

in your mind I don't exist

but you are all I think of

on this warm night

September's gift of refuge

to all that God tried to sustain

and all that merely crumbled in the attempt

and friends are old scars

of a misoried past

best friends leave you angry

I have no need for their smiles

I need only my pen and death metal screaming in the background of this he.ll

bryon, you are satan

I am no more than a mortal to your demonic trigger

but you're the fu.cking devil to my bullet

I wonder aimlessly through this lie

of webs and rose thorns

until I find a familiar face

or more, stumble upon her by surprise

we embrace melodramatically

and I show her your perfection

entangling her also

into your despair

she and I stand in the shadows of your happiness

as a game, too sick to mention, plays on behind a crusifixed fence

(to ward away the vampires)

I wrap my coat around me

as the night Is lost in confusion

we venture away from the world's views

girls fight

for no other reason than to prove their ignorance

I am sure you see me as she and I narrow passed your presence

because, I can feel you breathing

then she is gone, we linger to fingertips,

whispered goodbyes meaningless on my tongue

and I am finally alone in the darkness

2 hours until midnight's chains and I gain the

confidence to ask you the question that

has been torturing me for an eternity

you answer me and we stop time with our words

minutes feel like hours and hours, days

as we waste our lives with false apprehension

and slowly you kill me with your words

you say her name so coldly, it's dry ice burns a hole in my heart

you speak of me so harshly

am I really a bit.ch to you?

wind rushes past me

I leave no time for you hollow response

only for my escape

the full moon holds me in her grasp

the touch you never gave me

the kiss you never granted my lips

cool hands to wipe away my tears

and soft whispers to keep me guessing

I ask myself what more a girl can wish for

I lay in bed, hating myself

for crying

for running

and for dreaming

dreaming of your smile

I close my eyes and imagine a love

to end the suffering

of a pain, but only winter could tame it

I drift into a poisonous wake

who needs love when you can have blind hatred?

D2: poison addiction and hollow goodbyes