I'm not who they think I am.
Death girl is not a nice name.
I'm not afraid of you anymore.
You loved me,
but like the earth
loves the trees.
not because you
think I'm beautiful
(I know I'm not)
not because I'm me
(because even I don't know who that is)
and now I'm forgotten
like the wind
hated
cold
desperate and starved for warmth
starving for your touch
warm and kind
but you couldn't love me
because I'm dead
so dead
so hold me
in your teeth
let me bleed
set me free
right now let me go
so I'm not alone
freezing this cold
strikes deep in my bones
It's only natural to
love
death
when you walk
barefoot
on the edge of the silver,
pouring your blood
in the spring
in the rain.
I love only emptiness,
the essence of my being,
pouring from my skin.
I'm kissing the blade
that slits my throat.
My lover,
a soulless murderer
with blood on his sleeves...
I'm not Death Girl
I'm not afraid, just small.
I'm not who they think I am.
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