[ Room Full Of Knives ]

By: moridori

you want to cut

(desire is a slut of which you burn on the cross
a soft face and eyes of a wounded animal
you would listen if she called your name
you would feel safe, and warm, and free of pain
flames of amber and white
but shes not looking at you
you burn her alive)

its not enough
you want to cut her up

I know why...
you...

you're from heaven 

and a bathroom light blinks
my room is full of knives
"i want to cut"

(i want to live)