(The result of someone telling me they wanted to 'know me inside' at the wrong time)

Take my hand
We'll waltz upon a dance floor paved with butcher knives
Follow me
We'll both fall in this vortex made of broken lives
Take my skin
The charred and scarred and try it on for half a day
Look through my eyes
And with their fractured sight attempt to find your way
Taste my blood
Absorb the poisons, flowing freely in my veins
Then settle in
My mind and feel the fibers snap beneath the strain

Close your eyes
Embrace the shadows, fight the dawn and fear the light
Touch my soul
And understand, then flee here screaming out in fright

Run
Save yourself
And don't look back

(I swear I sat down and said to myself, enough angst I'm going to write something happy. This just spewed out. Enjoy…)