Sugar have my eyes,
its you who I despise,
I'll stain the sheets, and you're dead,
i have nowhere to go, i belonged in your head.
Look what you've done,
this is not love, animal.
You're intoxicating, sunshine.
Burning my flesh as shadows bend my spine,
my brain is inside me but was never mine.
I sit in the dark,
I'm a monster, a withering pest.
Don't cry, you're not alone;
I never really left.
YOU ARE READING
My Sweet Grave Digger
KöltészetI use to have an anger so big, it could fill up any house. Poems from the garage attic.
