Gasoline

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I drench my heart in gasoline
I cant resist the way the flame tempts me
Lighting the match, nearing my heart
Growing closer and closer with every breath
I'm scared for you
Don't die for me, please
Because I know that I'll kill you the moment that you let me

And how my heart drips in gasoline
Just begging to be consumed
By flames and by fire and blistering heat
Burning people like you, people like moths
Moths that dare to fly near!

Your eyes, they spark!

I can see it! I can see it in your gaze!!

Your gaze!
Your gaze!

As your gaze travels down,
Down my shoulders
And my sides
And finally down, down, down
Until I see your eyes reach the top of thighs

See the blood that runs down
Red tears from the cuts
Where the Gasoline in my heart leaks out
From the cracks, and quickly turns into
Rust;

Cocaine, Mary Jane
Alcohol, Adderall
Gasoline painted void,
I dump all my Opioids

So kill my pain, Marijuana!
Kill my pain, Meth
Force me to sleep, sedate me now, please
So in my dreams, In the forest, I see
I see you in the forest!
Feed me Fungus and I trip,
I trip over my shoe laces, laced with more drugs
Laced with more drugs, even that's not enough

So I find

Knives like Heroine needles
Please, now, I beg,
stick them in me again
Again till I die, the knives! the knives! The
heroine in my eyes, the heroine in my mind
Yet the villain in yours, the red devil spitting
Its venom like acid rain
All over my pain

Stay away, now, my love, I have no control
And I don't want you hurt!
I told you I'd stop, and I stopped, yes I did
I stopped snorting
The snow, and poisoning my liver,
I stopped pouring the smoke
And the tea kettle's steam
into my lungs
And picking the grass
from Satan's green garden

But, I'm sorry, my love,
I wasn't strong enough
To resist the shiny, sharp knives!
I told you I would stop, that I would do it
for you;
That if you stopped huffing,
And huffing some more,
And huffing in the gasoline
To outrun all of your fears
That I would stop too

"Are you angry?" I ask as tears fall from my eyes. I put sugar on my lemons
When I chop them in half, but
Salt in my slices with the
Blood stains, how glorious, a sunset of pain
Accompanied, though, by a sunrise of shame
Guilt unearthly, my love, I'm so sorry

"How could I be angry, when each second that passes, is a second closer you get to recovery,"

Your arms around my body, my head in in your chest
Heal me with warmth, even if for only a moment It's so nice to pretend,
Because soon now that your close,
Your sparks will ignite
All of my deadly Gasoline

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