Black

She mirrors herself on me mental health and cocaine schemes. I follow her words and walk through piss. Burn the bridge while the choir sings. I'm nothing now but a memory. In her safe place, she's standing in front of the mirror and softly sways. Her words are mumbled, her beauty replaced with hate. Slender is her frame toxic is her name. Purple painted fingernails her skin soft and plain. I love her essence the sex she brings. Deliver a delicate response, my backs against the wall my love was pure, I wasn't prepared for it at all.