The Blood & The Bones

To love a killer

You must die a million deaths

You will murder the parts of your mind that think of only the good in this world

And your heart will ache and soar in his mental fluctuations

But, your body remains

And the feeling of his hands

The caress of a man who’s taken so much from others

It will make you feel alive

You will become his comfort

Holding his hand when his mind comes for him

Burning down the doors of his conscience

Down the dark halls of the darkest rooms

Forever locked to all

But you

Because until now there’s never been another that understands his thirst for blood

The craving of chaos and the speed of a heartbeat like hammer in an iron cage

The taste of adrenaline and it’s electricity

Oh how he lives for the feeling

And in this, the hero becomes the killer

But you will love him enough to understand both

So much so that you bleed out the light and the innocence

To comprehend his darkness

Yes, to love a killer

You must die a million deaths within his love

And in that, you will finally feel alive

LL~