A Sharp, Clean Knife In Your Hand. (What Will You Use It For?)

I don't know whether I can fall into the ocean of love.

We are so opposite, yet so similar in ways that hardly make sense.

I can see a light behind your smile that was never there before and I've watched you become a little more comfortable in yourself,

Hell, it's only been one date.

I could positively change you, or leave you as a shell of your former being.

Currently though, I'm unable to tell of my beneficiality.

I don't want to deliver an empty promise, despite my outwardly poisonous nature.

Sitting on the hill, watching the world pass as I read you my mind like the pages of a slightly jumbled book.

You saw my workings, and in turn, you showed me yours, like opening Hell's gates and seeing nothing but angels fall from them.

Watching the cars pass as we sat in the gutter, or walking down some filthy back alley with nothing more than laughter feels warm in the pit of my freezing mind.

Maybe you could bring a flame to a frostbitten world, but maybe you could scorch the earth.

Respectively, I could regret showing you the other side of me, or, I could scorch your whole world.

Petty revenge, am I right?

You said it would be my downfall and we laughed it off, but I felt the stab of a razor blade in my stomach when I realized that you were probably right.

You're so gentle and delicate, almost like a stained glass window.

It also applies to the sense that it doesn't take much to break you.

Don't let me create a flesh-eating disease that nags at your skin like a starved leech.

I would ask you to leave while you still had the chance, but I feel as though you will before I've even said so.

You're an empath, and so am I, but we flaunt different perspectives.

Its easier that way.

I'm letting you see my true self, so don't let me down.

Don't raise the metaphorical blade to my heart the second I turn and look you in the eyes.

If I knew where we stood together, all of this would be so much easier.

Still, its as interesting as it is difficult to decode.

All I'm really asking is for you to see me, know me and love me for the human that I am.

Published by Zagreus

A Sharp, Clean Knife In Your Hand. (What Will You Use It For?)

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