The Number One Killer.

12:45 am.

I never knew something so vicious
As the light of day shining on me,
Warm and gentle, like the kisses you planted to my throat;
Then a vast endless night sweeping across,
Cold and sick, like the silence you radiate now.
It's a gross agony to bare.
It suffocates and swells, then oozes out slowly,
A black tar caked to the wounds.
It's never ending. Putrid and deceitful.
Yes. I forever love only you.
And you never say a word.
I never knew something so vicious
As the love you gave and took out of yourself.

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

Very deep write,good job.