promises, promises

I needed you like a letter filled with arsenic  
complete with a tap in my veins
to draw you a glass full of my tainted blood  
Green flames of fire straight from the dragonís mouth  
all the pretty words couldnít hide the poison within your touch  
setting me alight like multi-coloured fireworks
that kissed as they consumed  
My bodyís a vessel to be battered and bruised
and I wear the scars with a shimmer of lies  
cradling them and loving them as I simultaneously loathe  
the reason they cover me like a midnight shroud  
preparing for a funeral of hearts
I needed you like a letter filled with arsenic  
a poetry dance in self-destruction  
lighting the candles just to watch them burn  
the wax craving its way into my skin  
a memory born to be forgotten  
in a glass full of absinthe and blood  
Iíve become my own hallucination  
a figment of a half-forgotten dream  
a mannequin in a dollhouse of death  
dress me up to strip me naked and violate my destitute mind  

We live the dream, lost in the nightmare  
of our own maudlin creation  
Ďcause daddy never loved us much  
and motherís got a caustic touch  
I needed you like a letter filled with arsenic  
my tongue wetting the edge of the envelope  
my fingerprints on the ink smudged paper  
with the promise of mirrored tomorrows  
and a hell that doesnít come with postcards
of char burnt beaches in a desert summer
I needed you like a letter filled with arsenic  
I needed you like a letter to myself  
I needed you...
To be someone else  
© Indie Adams 2013
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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