Killer

I know you’re a natural killer,

Sleeping under another roof.

Do you choose to feel her,

Or will your heart lay in soot.

Shall I leave mine instead?

I cannot be that body.

A shell that beats for no one.

Numb at my fingertips;

For a moment,

I thought you saw me,

With roses for my cheeks,

And spoke with the coldest lips,

“Shall we lay in here in the ivy?”

Let it spin over my limbs.

No one will ever find us.

In the morning, they’ll be crying.

As I lay in the blood of my sins,

There is nothing I can do.