Murderous, torturous demon
Why do you haunt me
With your brutish face
Why do you taunt me
With your ugly words
Your body may be that of a dove
But your face is a face of hate
Your soul filled with spite
I hate you for all you have done to me
I hate you for all you are doing to me
I fear you for all you will do to me
And yet, even with all the torment
Even with all the pain
Even with all the anguish
I desire you
I want your company
I need your companionship
I live off your hate
Love, strike me down
For I would die for you
Just to make you happy

 
Copyright © gexkko, All Rights Reserved