Lips like licorice, tongue like candy...

I'm the monster under your bed; the creature in your closet. I spend my nights licking the blood from beneath my fingernails, and pulling flesh and bone from my teeth. Don't let the pretty face fool you, I will eat your soul and shit it out if you push me.

I never used to be that way, but I cut away the wings from my back ages ago when I realized salvation is a choice. As much as I’d like to, I can’t save you. That responsibility is yours alone.

My heart used to rule me with a fist of gold, so I ripped it out and placed it in a jar on my dresser. Now I wear the crown.

I am inspired by the people, places, and things forgotten by God and eroded by time.
Love + Loss
Religion + Junk Food
Saints + Serial killers
Unicorns + Madmen
Monsters + Deities

I'm terrible at math, so my risks are never calculated.

"Nobody's misunderstood. That's just what people say when they don't like who they are."