Author's note: Somewhat of a drug story.
Girl talking inthe story: Bold
Boy talking in the story: Italics
The party would have
Been just fine, but it wasn't
All because of you
Smooth talker, liar
How much do you want?
I know who sells
Twisting your soft hands
While you spoke the words to
kill
Syllables of death
Shouldn't have listened
Shouldn't have asked to know
more
But I did, death wish
I wanted to kiss
The person bringing my death
The person I hate
It was dark, I was
Hungry, gullible, naive
Kiss the agony
Something's got to give
But I don't know what it is
My fears cover me
Breathing in the fire
Holding the world in my palm
You can't just leave me
Love makes you crazy
Now I have more to confess
Don't bother, angel…
What if they find out?
I won't tell, you can trust me
Is your promise any good?
Your poison is sweet
Your words are dripping honey
Suffocating me