Like Knives
I opened my hand to yours.
Greeted by knives.
The hidden agenda of a parasite
wanting to feast on the likes of me.
Infectious poison coming from your cold, blue lips.
Lies masked by my attraction to your curvacious hips.
My mind taken in by trick after trick.
I pull you closer as the time passes.
Soon will come a time that you will pray to forget.
Your lies penetrate my flesh like knives.
Cold, steel insertion.
Your poison preys to infiltrate my veins to destroy the body.
Like knives your kiss, I'm swallowing your lies, your words slicing up my insides.
Time after time.
You bury yourself and your wicked ways inside me.
Wishing to clog the arteries.
You've punctured my skin, I've allowed you in.
Inside my body.
You are making your way into every square inch of me.
You're the stones that have taken the place of my kidneys.
Like knives, you lacerate yourself into the depths of my appendix.
You're the black cloud covering my lungs.
Like knives you slither to sliver my liver piece by piece.
You're so captivating.
I digest you into my intestines.
Permanent damage.
You have become every bit of the fluid that circulates through my body, my veins.
Like knives, with each stab, each puncture, each wound.
I have become every bit as responsible for what's about to happen as you.
Cuz you've carried these knives since you've come into my life.
Now it's time for me to end your time.
Become the sandman.
I've been strapped with a pistol since the beginning.
This isn't a fairy tale ending.
I bet now you wish you had brought more than a knife to a gunfight.
Copyright © Logan Saucillo | Year Posted 2009
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