Lies upon your pretty face

Dripping like honey

Down your lips

Spilling over onto

My Snow White skin

Turning it ashy and grey

With every drop;

You say my name

With a sweetness

that can't be replicated

But its fake

and I couldn't tell before

Because you had my soul

Wrapped around your fingertips

You made me think you

Understood how broken I was

trying to duplicate it with equal

Self-destruction

Chasing my demons, using their names

As yours- becoming my worst nightmare

With the use of my haunted memories

And grandiose of better things to come

To reel me into the minefield of your being.