The Girl Who Loved Trash
I had a dream about a barefoot gypsie
She cradled my ego as I stabbed her heart
For all the love and good she offered endlessly
I gave only darkness in return as I tore her apart
I wish she had never loved this disease in me
I wished I never existed just so she could stay clean
She would never have met this monster who loved so violently
or indulge my desires that even devils consider obscene
She offered endless forgiveness for my transgressions
I just kept digging and digging and digging
Pulling at the strings that kept her safe and whole
Chewing on the soft parts, watching her soul darkening
Never satisfied, hungering for her bleeding innocence
Constantly craving that bottomless well of mercy
loving her more every day in ways no one understood
My hunger for her became a fever that grew into a frenzy
Addicted to her beautiful suffering, spellbound by the love she gave me
I found a joy I had never believed possible
It was at this point I buried my heart in a shallow grave
And filled the space that was left with everything that made me horrible
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