Want

Fire burns into the night and the black moon sings the song of the stars. You have me where you want me, my insides drowning in beautiful chaos and my soul dancing with the changing wind. I want none of this yet it’s all I want. Come at me sweet liar, your words like sugar and your tongue like serpents venom. I’ve had your love before and lived to tell the tale. The bruises, the cuts and the sacrifices all become hot battle wounds and grow to become the ugly parts of myself that I treasure the most.