Stained Monochrome Wings

Vampirism

03-15-13

Cutting just to cut,

we want to remember the feeling

just to feel alive,

just to know we aren’t dreaming, or sleeping

or dead.

Maybe we should be

among all attempts,

attempted attempts.

All botched,

but probably shouldn’t have been.

Nothing more.

Forever fucked.

I’m cutting you, cutting me.

Cut me, drink me, love me, fuck me.

Make me bleed,

how I deserve,

oh personal vampire of mine.

I’m yours, I’ll be yours.