I Needed to Know What Love Wasn't, To See What Love Was

You're a slut, whore,
what a spoiled bitch.
Yes, get closer to my face.
Scream even louder,
even closer still.
Block all the exits,
stop my escape.
Watch my burn in
the living hell I chose.
Laugh when bad things
come my way,
Cause it's what I deserve.
Only nice when my skirt gets
shorter,
and my top gets lower.
Intimidate me,
to get your way.
Then fuck me like you
hate me.
And one time I had to ask him
if he even knew what love was.
But she already knew.
When I lay down to sleep,
and her whole soul
wraps around me.
Give me a kiss,
no wait,
make it fifty.
Sweet, tender,
I adore you.
Are you okay?
A million times yes.
No need to leave found here.
Beautiful, gorgeous, sexy
no cleavage required for
this party.
Let me find you in the darkness,
let me take care of you.
Sometimes, things are found
in the mot unsuspecting of places.

Like Holy Water But of the Devil

You will always be
the evil thing in my story,
the thing I needed saving from,
the life I narrowly escaped.
But aren't we all,
someone's bad guy?
I have been,
the one who ruined,
a fifteen year friendship,
the reason he started using,
the reason he left her,
the reason he hurt himself,
the last thing he saw,
before he ended up in the hospital.
Were you my atonement?
Cleansing my soul of sins,
the horrible thing,
to make me feel like a saint?
The soul crushing entity,
to make me learn to forgive myself.
Just what I needed,
to awaken anew.