Waiting 4 Death

Why the hell do I even try
I should just sit here and wait for death
and when she comes
softly kiss her

letting her harms embrace me
and her hands play with my hair
Just let her fangs pierce my way to tired skin
let her enjoy my poisonous blood
letting her rip off my skin
Just let her bite and scratch my legs,
my arms, even my breast are hers
every inch of my body belongs to her
She knows it and enjoys
everything about it
She knows it and gives me
only light touches of her love
leaving me alone, cold and naked
on the floor carving for more