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I don’t need you to carry me I just want to know that you can and you would the blood & the bones
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they wantperfectionand IwellI am chaosmessyflaweduntamedwith scars they can seeand far too manythey don’tand some daysI love this about mebut whenI am leftto walk alonetoo free to be heldtoo wild to be shelvedwhich is mostly alwaysit’s those daysthatI don’t the blood& the bones
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and as you held me I was the circle of life in reverse from death to rebirth I was I am I will be the blood & the bones
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There is a game I play with the men I want. And when I set my eyes on them, when they become my target, the game begins. And they know when they meet me I will not be an easy conquest and in this, they are drawn in knowing the prize will be that much…
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they beg for your eyesand make movesto conveythey will happily acceptpartsof youwhereas Iwill only have youwholethey will takethe less you givegladlyand Ihungry for all of youcannot compete with that the blood& the bones
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crushed under the weight of what they made me believe I should be if I could just free myself I could fly oh God how I’d fly the blood & the bones
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.they crave tender touchesbut all i long foris violencerough handsthat do rough thingsteeth that biteand lips that devourhe has an insatiable appetitefor leavingthose pretty little marksi cravei am his, always histo do with as he pleasesyes, there is wantingand there is needingand this is a ravenous needa goddamn hungerto be consumedin pleasurein punishmentin pain the…
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Will you see and love that thing in me That hidden gem That even I cannot discover the blood & the bones
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He lives on In every I love you caught in sound waves wings on the wind laid out in my script he is inked and coiled around every letter weighing them down down down because they are his And I have no choice But to give them to someone else the blood & the bones
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despite all my willmy endeavorsmy angermy hurtmy disdaindespite all of whatI cannot wrap these words aroundto pull it and them back into meto understand and give reason tothis ever present achedespite time and silencedecaying hopethe slow departure of my own graceand shameso much fucking shameI have neverneverstopped believingyou’d find me againsomeday the blood& the bones
The Blood & The Bones 