Promise me

The Birthday Massacre is a main source of inspiration for me.

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His tears were plastic

He smiled and begged me

Dance with me

Laugh with me

Sing with me

Be with…me.

And oh god I wanted him

I wanted to kiss away those plastic tears

A monster like me could never ask for much more

But I said no

Because I wanted him

Because I needed him

Because I'd rip him apart at the seems

He would cry plastic tears

And tell me

Over and over

Tell me lies

The truth is such a bore

Dance with me

Laugh with me

Sing with me

I need you

Kiss me…me.

He was within sight

But not within reach

I needed him like my heart needed it's beat

He was far too beautiful

He was far too wonderful

I wanted him

I needed him

But I'd rip him apart

He was a piece of art

He played the part so well

Dance with me

Kiss me

I won't feel pain until morning

Because then we'll disappear

That's all it was

Wasn't it?

Kisses to pass the time

Promises to pass the time

Dances to pass the time

Was it love?

Was it lust?

All I knew was

It would be happiness either way

I wanted him to notice me

Love me

Write me songs

Write for ME

Draw for ME

Be inspired by ME

But I could not want him

I could not need him

Because I would tear him apart

He was a pretty doll

Porcelain skin

Elegant amber hair

Oh yes how I could feel it

My hands shaking

I needed to rip him apart

I wanted to rip him apart

He was too beautiful

It was…disgusting

And he knew I would

But he wanted it

He wanted ME

Dance with me

Laugh with me

Sing with me

Be with…me

I need you

I want you

Rip me apart

Rape me

Kill me

Do as you will

I need you

I want you

Be with me

Rip me apart

I sobbed so hard after I said yes

For days and days I loved him

Fucked him

Did everything imaginable with him

To him

For him

And ripped him apart

Seam by seam
Because I needed him

I wanted him

And I ripped him apart

Just like we both wanted

My face covered in his blood

His body limp across the floor

A smile on his face as he watched me

That sickly smile

He enjoyed watching me tear him to pieces

His body ripped up

My face

Nuzzling against his skin

Covered in blood

His blood

Because we wanted each other

We needed each other

And I promised I'd kiss away those plastic tears

But that morning

Only he disappeared.

Comments? I rather liked it.