When I Wear Your Favourite Dress
When I Wear Your Favourite Dress
Oh, I'm so paranoid
I start to shake and take double glances over my shoulder like some psycho's gonna stab me in the back
But when I think of you...
you help me relax
Oh, I carve your name into everything
Until my fingernails break into every willow and gravestone
Then I toss my victims corpse into the lake
Oh, I mutilate myself
Not that I think it's fun
I got your name in a heart on my chest
I apologize for the blood that seeps through when I wear your favorite dress
Oh, I'm so drunk driving with a date I stole from the prom
She embodied you so I tied her up and taped her mouth shut
Oh, baby it's been too long
So I kissed her
I bit her
I think I raped her
When she screamed I knew it was you
Oh, I crave every woman I see
Because every woman i see looks like you
Her lips so red that they bled
Her looks were a dream
Her hair, the hair, the horror
Oh, I always wake-up in your dress
Smelling wretched of sex
Turns out I'll even you in death
I apologize for the blood that seeps through when i wear your favorite dress
Then I toss my love's corpse into the lake
When she screamed I knew it was you
yet
Copyright © Chris Jones | Year Posted 2021
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment