Death-Defying

I lie beneath you

Feeding, feeding

I lie beneath you

Waiting, watching

I see you as you sleep

I see your face

Its pale complexion

I lie in your arms

I do not want you

But I need you

I need you to exist

I lie beneath your eyes

Resting, caressing

You are all I need

You fuel my passion

You are my life and death

I am death, and life itself does not exist in my wake

You are my former self

And I watch you

I feed off you

You are what I used to be

I love you and I hate you

You are everything I was

And everything I am not

I do not want to admit it …

But you give me life in death

I am your death.

A/N: This isn’t meant to be dark, and it isn’t meant to be scary. My past poems which were actually just meant to entertain were reviewed as dark – and they weren’t. I don’t make dark poems. If you want to see dark then request it. I’ll show you something terrifying … Anyway; please don’t say that it’s dark, because it’s not supposed to be. It’s meant to make you think. Please review though.