plastic bottle

your eyes,
fierce with poisonous colors
shades of browns
kalidoscope of feelings,
you swear,
on your own grave,
never,
bitch cuz your scars show,
all alone,
with the glass
pressed up against my body,
suicide
your hair,
as i run my fingers through it,
burn me alive,
with your skin...
that voice,
of fire,
makes me choke,
choke on your lips..
im dying....
im dying....
let me burn
burning in you,
i look away
too vivid are thoses eyes of yours
colors never imagined
shining through your complexion,
are my instincts
burning away within your jacket
covering me
comforting me
head rests still on your throat
wanna set you on fire,
wanna make you see
~Ev