Bits and pieces

Bits and Pieces. From then ago. Old Poetry.

The bitter crush.
Your step is so refreshing
Your smile so unique
A gaze I've never caught
Is something I still seek

Hallways lead to twisting curves
Places that I wish you were
So my eyes could trace you more
and when you leave, I'd trace the door

You will never know me
You'll certainly never care
And I won't blame your future image
Because who would notice what isn't there?

Old Adoration part I
My sweet poison
To you, my holy vixen.
I need you for my blood, my bones
To survive this aching prison.

My dear adoration
Your body's my vacation
I was a soul, now nothing more
Don't leave your hostess waiting.

Old Adoration part II
I've decided you meant something
I've decided you are now nothing
Nobody should live for you!
While everybody dies
Shred yourself into small bits
And contemplate my lies.

Black like poison
was love, my parting prison
thoughts of the dead, clutter my head
I wanted out, let's end the bet

Let's screw the ground
Let's fuck the sky
Take scissors to this reckless tie
Forget the things I ever said
Forget the daydreams when we met
It's over now, goodbye.