Love me
For all I have known is hate and indifference with not even a backburner to keep me warm. Nonetheless the cold still burns, Third degree from the shoulder that once provided comfort now leaves me drowning in your false light. How lonely it is being center of attention. So love me like my demons do, the bittersweet taste lingers on the lips you crave, kiss me and tell me you know nothing of my suicidal ideations. Free falling into the spiral that is as comfort of my own self-destruction,there is no need for the light at the end of the tunnel for I know my way around just fine.










