Scar-Bangled By A Scammer

I love when your heart bleeds freely,

Like a razor blade to a rose.

I love when you say you need me,

Like naked anemics need snow.

But don't act like you can't see me,

Don't act like I'm one you don't know.

I'd rather you cut me, direct,

Than pretend everything's perfect.

Babe, lift your gaze from infernal,

Turn all those secrets, external.

Let me know if we're not alright,

Let me know if I'm demonized,

Turn your eyes away from the sky,

And slice me with the truth, sublime.

I love it when your stare glitters,

With intent, like venom spitters.

But I hate when you hold your tongue,

And when you play as if you're dumb.

I'm better off summoning angels,

And better off trusting demons.

Here's the truth, don't get it tangled:

It's easier to believe them.