The Girl Who Loved Trash

I had a dream about a barefoot gypsie She cradled my ego as I stabbed her heart For all the love and good she offered endlessly I gave only darkness in return as I tore her apart I wish she had never loved this disease in me I wished I never existed just so she could stay clean She would never have met this monster who loved so violently or indulge my desires that even devils consider obscene She offered endless forgiveness for my transgressions I just kept digging and digging and digging Pulling at the strings that kept her safe and whole Chewing on the soft parts, watching her soul darkening Never satisfied, hungering for her bleeding innocence Constantly craving that bottomless well of mercy loving her more every day in ways no one understood My hunger for her became a fever that grew into a frenzy Addicted to her beautiful suffering, spellbound by the love she gave me I found a joy I had never believed possible It was at this point I buried my heart in a shallow grave And filled the space that was left with everything that made me horrible