Control

The blood,

Oh, the blood!

It smells of rust and salt,

And power, so much power!

Oh, it's wonderous smell

intoxicates me,

As I slash and slash,

making the lovely wine run in rivers,

Down your slinder neck.

The silver death blade,

I use it to slash you stomach,

To carve my name over your heart.

I listen to your scream,

Enchanted as they slowly soften to mear

whimpered sobbing.

I own you now.

I control your life.

You no longer control my heart!

And now, I will kill you.

For thats what you get,

for breaking my heart.

I will watch my blade slash you

to pieces.

I will burn your body.

You will beg for forgiveness with your

last breath.

So swim in your own filthy blood.

Goodbye, my only love.

Love Hurts

Love is simple,

It's so easy

to give your heart.

It's never hard

to give up everything,

To be there when he needs you,

No matter what.

Young love,

It's so carefree.

You never have to give anything up,

You never have to worry,

Becouse you never realy have to care.

But when you realy love him,

When you would put your fears aside,

Just to protect him,

When you would die for him

with no regrets,

Then it hurts.

It hurts when he

has other plans,

When he would rather spend the day with

her.

But a minute with him is better thn

and hour with anyone else.

It's never real if its

easy.

Becouse love hurts,

But you don't stop,

Becouse you can't stop.

Love is a drug,

You become addicted,

You can't help it.

And you realy don't know

you love them

Until you have to say goodbye,

To make them happy.

Love is my drug,

I became addicted,

I couldn't...nay, I can't

help it.

And I know I realy love him,

Becouse I was willing to say

goodbye,

To make him happy.

My Icheo

I feel the wind whisper across my

Face.

The chill of winter bites my

Nose.

The snow cracks beneath my

Feet.

My tears freeze,

And fall to the Earth,

As sparkling diamonds.

The words whisper through my

Head,

Sharper then the ice

Knifes

Above my head.

My heart cracks,

Aches,

Bleeds.

Those words…

“Do you love me?”

They burn…

“Yes…no…I’m not sure…”

No…stop…

“Why? I love you! 

...If I can't live for you, 

I live for none..."

No…STOP!

“Icheo? Icheo!”

The blood…

The silver blade…

Buried in his chest…

In my Icheos chest!

Turning my Icheo into a

Bloody, suffocating

Mess!

Why do I do this?

Why do I keep replaying this?

It was over a year ago!

Why am I torturing myself?

Icheo is gone.

Icheo is dead!

“Then so am I”

The dagger sparkles in the

Moon light.

Then I plunge it in my soft

Chest.

I miss my heart.

The heart that died so long ago.

I plunge again,

Again,

Again!

“Ichao! I come to you! I die for you!”

My vision dims…

The world spins…

My breathing shallows…

And with my last breath,

“Yes, I love you…for now…and forever…

My Icheo…”