Open more than those cold eyes of yours, let me speak. For once I can breathe clearly;

for once I can see light streaming across your skin, and not darkness. Darling, bruises and cuts aren’t

enough evidence; you’ll just be victimized is all. They’ll believe nothing except that fat that you are insane. You

bite your lips, as they bite at your hope; your thoughts are somewhere where they should never be.

Those people only care for those are aware worthy, we’re not, in their perspective, nothing new anyways. Don’t

go through another rampage of misery, keep control, just leave and walk towards the light. Flee to the unknown

warmth and intense brightness your skin has never touched. It’s something people would die for, people such as

yourself, dear. I have to agree that your beauty and radiance was indeed hypnotic, enough to attract users

and abusers. But your red velvet façade was all you needed to protect yourself, too strong to pierce and to unleash

those dark secrets that make up your life. I don’t know if I’m anticipating or regretting this next move, but do

we honestly have another choice, we need an alternative, an escape. You’ve suffered physical pain, and

me, I’ve suffered mental pain, we truly are meant to be. My venomous blood runs through your

veins, as yours does mine. Those lovely intertwining black curls of yours slide past your shoulder,

with intent you uncoil the rope, the bond between life and death, heaven and hell, sin and faith.

y    My beatings are become tense and fast, I feel the adrenaline oozing from our insides. This is

the beyond both the best and worst thought that has ever passed our mind. Before we

fade into the other worlds, and dissipate within the sun’s rays I have a few things

to say. Most of this was my fault, I forced you to believe this was the life you

wanted. I’m also the very thing that makes you vulnerable to emotions,

another reason why you are who you are. But I’m sober now, and our

death will be in vain, for mercy. So do what you did as a child,

and put your thin hand against your chest and hear

my breathing, and listen to the soothing beat,

of you own pulsing heart.