I feel that fo sho

Met a gal a week ago and it hurts how much I adore her

Feelings held deep within the unknown seek the truth.

Escaping through stitched up wounds once concealed by healing words,

Nothing is safe including the most vacant soul.

Waiting for an epiphany that seems to be retained each passing second.

Gasping for some sort of comfort, seeking pleasure within oneself is invalid.

The touch of the savior is so close yet so far away.

Nothing disguises the purity of evil lacking within the beating heart.

A heart almost frozen beating once every hundred years is now dead

Your lips freeze my soul and I come back begging for more.

Your touch burns my skin yet I still need it.

Your stare kills my hopes and dreams yet I seek it.

You are my savior but also my death

You are the air I breathe but also the carbon dioxide I inhale.

You are the reason I smile but also the reason I yearn.

The slash marks you've left within my heart seem not to heal.

You are my pain and bliss,yet still...

I desire you.