anotha oldie

[myazureromance]

I toss and turn in my bed
You think I'm cruel
Because you’re under-fed
Lie here next to me
Your absence I have come to dread
Everything I have starved you from
You scramble for mere crumbs of bread
Stay here next to me
Heart and eyes burning lustful red
Forget I hurt you
Fiction from your pretty head
We’re past forgiveness
But guilt weighs as lead
I’ll keep you hungry
I meant what I said
I’d rather see you emaciated
Than gone and dead.

*purposefully no punctuation*