There's something inside of me that knows it was me

Charred Liberty

This poem has inspiration roots in 'My Sweet Prince' and 'Allergic (to thoughts of Mother Earth)' by Placebo. But I like to think of it as a completely original piece. Any likeness to anything you have previously read is entirely coincidental.

This poem was written to describe the way Jessi stands above James and what she and Jessibelle have done to him. It's written from Jessi's point of view, and like the Placebo I drew from, it is a sexual poem.

There's something inside of me that knows it was me

It was me that danced upon your mouth like the sun

It was me that struggled from your wounds

And seeped from your pores

There is something in the middle of me that opens up

And makes me sedate just like your metal tears have

There is something behind the emerald eyes

And it binds me to your flesh

I thought I smelt something when I passed over you

And perhaps the acrid scent of her stains your breath

But it was me that climbed aboard you

And I went down with the ship

I know it is her film of poison that I taste on your skin

Because if it was me the nectar of God would be yours

I was the one who always stood above you

And it will be the death of me

I can hear you screaming as your shell hits the floor

Forsaken as it occurs every second night I'm with you

I was the one who promised it all to you

And I was the one who lied

I would wipe all of the blood dragons away from you

Because they do naught but defile your tourniquet

The unclean vision in white and gold

And it died because of me

There is nothing I do that can close the hole she left

But I have poured my acidic salt upon your wounds

As though it transpired for me alone

And I would do it all again

There is no charred liberty like a lasting slow release

But to be corrupted by that is the final wish on my list

I touched it for you but for me it cried

And then I watched it die

The End

I know a lot of people don't understand what I am doing or perhaps what I have become, but I write like this now because everything is wrong.