pharaoh from Wear It by Everson Poe

you drank all that pretty poison
when all you needed was a tiny drop
your blood promise broken softly
as you wait for your heart to stop
a little vial with a little secret
a purple flower with a deadly bloom
you made your bed and you’ll never leave it
swathed in the sheets of your sullen tomb

you don’t deserve to be saved
(you know you did this to yourself)

you fell in love with your pretty poison
a quick escape from the life you’ve led
there’s no cure for selfish cowards
there’s no hope for the living dead
a dark heart with a darker secret
a purple bruise with a deadly bloom
your fate sealed with a broken promise
and your eyes have become a tomb

you don’t deserve to be saved
(you know you did this to yourself)

to gaze upon you
is to view the grim visage of death
you’re far more than a childish nightmare
you’re a phantom from the depths
how often do you watch me sleeping?
your head upon my breast
the rasps of your breathing timed
with the rise and fall of my chest

you don’t deserve to be saved
(you know you did this to yourself)

i know it’s inevitable
you’ll creep into my bed
i know it’s inevitable
you’ll crawl inside my head
scratching at the inside of my skull
i can feel you behind my eyes
i know by heart the exact moment
at which i lost hope

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