A Weird
World
Tear out your bowels was not enough. Now I want
to make a banquet with your dead body. Eating and thinking how much pleasure
you gave me by using this body. I can feel the taste of your blood running on
my throat and it makes me happy…Finally happy because I am feeling you inside
me.
Some people could say this is weird, but I know
I am doing the right thing, the better thing for you and me… We couldn’t be
together if you were alive, but in this strange and dark world, we can. I don’t
really care about this cold weather, but I’d like to be alone with you. All
these dark angels following us everywhere…It makes me feel a little insecure.
They are from the same world that I am, but I can’t see them like this.
Sometimes I swear I can hear them screaming…They call my name and try to make me
kill some people that I like. I just can’t escape.
I just want you to forgive me for all this
trouble I was involved in. But sometimes, I can’t explain how, I just feel the
death coming and I have to make a decision…And in this weird world I choose
being with you. Anyway.
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