your tongue could make angels fall

I went from feeling bad
to feeling worse

I can't rip this darkness out
out of me

You kiss me like I'm heaven
touch my body
like you were born to be
on your knees for me

I'm a goddess again
under the rough praise
of your fingertips

You fuck like it's your job
to make angels fall
you see the divine in me
when I only see the filth

I let you rip me apart
with your delicate violence
until I cease to exist
and in that pure moment of pleasure
I'm as divine as you believe I am

I went from feeling bad
to feeling worse

I need your body like it's the cure
for this disease I can't name

Worship me
and I'll pretend you can
fuck this darkness from my soul