Sick & Twisted

yes I'm talking about My Darkest Days. 8D at's prob whats comen my way. the song ended the night. now it's stuck in my head. prob cause i keep replaying it.

We were starless images
in a calm night, darker than usual
that lapped at my senses like chloroform
unwieldy senses
heads ringing with viking metal
growling softly
the road preyed on us longer
amen
to an amaranth
the imagined made worth it
by ending in it
bright with streetlight colour

before us the hidden beach was silent
I led the wooden steps
the way was steep
the waves existed
the beach grinding on the shallows
we guessed the waters
were cold and I wanted to feel
dismissing arms
as I was picked up
and the water getting warm
and my feet wet

stepped back into virgin sands
I said I was good
but I wanted the very bad
he said I could be bad
teach the poor girl
start sweet
the sweet kiss of corruption
hardly a rebel
just a liar
and you can't read a demon's lips

(once) upon a heated minute
soft sand greeted my back
rising to carry
claimed my throat and promised
he'd leave no marks
I felt then
I would not shy away
he said he felt then
my slipping
we both felt
no surprise

fussing sinfully
over a dangerous future
tangled and sandy
hair and clothes
he says the way he plays
he could really mess me up.

Author's Note

it's just an LOL. hehehe.

Reviews

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

A superb write...keep up the good work :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A very entertaining poem. Ocean, desire and good story.
"the sweet kiss of corruption
hardly a rebel
just a liar
and you can't read a demon's lips"
A very nice ending to a outstanding poem.
Coyote