Maybe It's Your Heart I'm AfterA Poem by taylor.mickles
I devour souls for breakfast
Male angst is my favorite meal I wait for you to get nervous Then I strike to kill But by kill I don't mean murder I just deaden your mind Like a parasite I crawl inside it Until your secrets I do find I'll slowly use them against you Patiently pacing it out You'll think that it is all you I'll remove every strand of doubt Once I've consumed your brain I'll work my way to your heart Tell it how to love me Persuade it that we can never part And once I've got you stranded Spinning in my grin Your heart I will have branded So no one else can get in Eventually you'll grow weary But you'll have no where to go You've isolated yourself completely I told you so I don't do these things on purpose Innocence is my plea Just another fly caught in my web And my psyche was hungry All I wanted was for you to love me To convince you I'm all you need But now you're like a zombie A trapped bug yearning to be freed You're useless to me now What a shame and a waste I've got to get rid of you And do it with haste You don't want to leave Your vision is impaired You trust me too much More than you should have dared I'm tired of you And its breaking your heart Your soul is growing weak Easy for me to tear apart So I'll eat you up completely Rejuvenate myself I'll find another victim Luring them in using curiosity and stealth © 2013 taylor.mickles |
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1 Review Added on December 26, 2013 Last Updated on December 26, 2013 Tags: angst love kill innocence psyche Authortaylor.micklesOgden, UTAboutI love writing poetry. I write about love, hate, violence, peace, death, life, and most of all I write about my own emotions and experiences. I want people to get their own meaning out of my poems and.. more..Writing
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