Death wants me

Romanticizing death

~Death wants me~


He haunts my dreams,
And waits for me when I close my eyes.

He beckons me when the world is overshadowed and the lights have turned off.

He leaves kisses on my skin and
It makes me numb.

He touches me, and I crave so much more.

His fingers ,Cold as death ,touch me just right

He wants me just as much as I want him.

Romanticizing death ,is not for the weak

-Faith.Malan