My poems of Dark, Depression, and Anorexia

Sleeping With Lucifer

She smells her own fear,
She taste her own breathe,
Death,
What are you?
Who are you?
Why are you so sweet?
She can feel you,
On her pale baby skin,
In her heart,
Ripping her precious mind apart,
You start to drink her soul away,
Like the most precious wine,
Taste her,
Until She's alive,
Sleeping Lucifer,
Like sleeping beauty,
Why not wait for her to kiss you,
So damn badly,
You kiss so slowly,
Passionately and carefully,
You bite her lips
So sweetly,
You grin, you moan,
You hungrily suck her soul out of her,
To find out what I am eventually will be,
She is frozen,
She lost the battle,
You dominate her,
Your hands are around her neck,
She's stuck, She's stiff,
Your hands are like a cage,
Metal bars,
Waking up her sleeping rage,
You are her beauty,
Who tames her well-being,
The brutal beast,
Her human side is now decreased,
She no longer can break the chains,
Your sweet devilish lace
Runs down her baby face,
Your sweet kiss runs through her veins,
She likes the feeling,
Her last moments coming,
She wants you so badly,
She needs your killing beauty,
Sleeping Lucifer,
She finally give up,
Take her pain,
And with this knife,
Cut her open,
And let her bleed
Until She turns red,
Give her deadly pleasure,
Make her scream and cry in pain,
Make her live in a wonderland of fantasy,
Now your naked,
Next to her,
In your bed,
The sheets cover our bodies with lace,
Your awake,
But She's sleeping,
Like a precious angel,
But instead I'm not breathing,
Your evil smile,
Spreads across you devilish face,
You finally win,
You won the race,
Your job is done,
Her bodies still here,
But her soul will be forever gone



Yukki666