Just a Poem I wrote when I heard Dexter's speech in the AA group. I hope you likeie
I own nothing :(
Who am I?
Am I the one you want?, the one you seek,
I am, but this secret. Hidden.
So dark you can not see.
It depends on you, feeds on you...feeds on me.
Half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness.
It slays, killing fast. Swiftly as it may.
Body's may deteriorate, but in my mind they pile.
You kiss me softly, my heart I want to kiss back,
But the passenger will arrive.
He takes the gear shift in to hand, and I'm back seated helpless.
I don't want to fight, I can't and wont. but still I seem to cry.
Though tears of blood and flesh that you do not see.
My heart brakes even still,
For there you lay in peaces,
And it was all just for my thrill.
I know it really short and whatever. Prolly not the best thing ever. But meh