mouthfulofknives

Your lips taste sweet like poisoned wine The kind I swore I’d never need You pull me in, then split me slow And blame my hunger when I bleed You touch me like you mean forever While teaching me what fear becomes I learned too late your kind of love Leaves bruises deeper than your tongue You tell me I’m your favorite ruin The one you’ll never quite let go I should run from your devotion But your damage feels too much like home Your kisses cut like sharpened blades A mouthful of knives I can’t resist You break me down, then hold me close Like hurting me is how you kiss I choke on every sweet excuse You feed me just to keep me starving Your love is vicious, cold, corrupt And God, I hate how bad I want it Your hands know every fragile place To bruise without completely breaking You keep me sick on your affection A perfect cycle of forsaking You kiss my scars like you’re ashamed Then carve fresh ones into my skin You make me feel adored enough To crawl right back each time you sink in You call this love, I call it drowning But still, I let you pull me deep Because your cruelty feels softer Than losing what you’ve made of me Your kisses cut like sharpened blades A mouthful of knives I can’t resist You break me down, then hold me close Like hurting me is how you kiss I choke on every sweet excuse You feed me just to keep me starving Your love is vicious, cold, corrupt And God, I hate how bad I want it So sink your teeth in, mark me yours Make pain the price I pay to stay I know you’ll never stop destroying me But I’m too far gone to walk away Your kisses cut like sharpened blades A mouthful of knives I still adore You leave me wrecked beneath your touch Then make me beg for even more Your love’s a sickness dressed as need A beautiful, abusive habit I should fear your sharpened mouth But I keep crawling back inside it