Yellow Veins.

lover.

don't you know, lover?

i'm more of a

self-destructive person.

i would chose you over anyone.

i would be the narcissist prick

bragging about how the things you hate

would look good on me.

can't you see it, lover?

i will always be there

in this madness stream

where all we can hear is

them screaming and yelling

about how we must not be

the wolves howling on the moonless nights.

don't ever forget it, lover.

i'll stay by your side,

sitting in this paradise

thinking about how i'll kiss your forehead

as i pull the lever on guillotine.

be my love, lover.

and we won't be destructible.

stay with me till all the roses wither.

we'll be burning up all night and

lightning up the sky together

just like the enticing sun and

cold, tantalizing morning moon,

forever.