I wait outside your door tonight
My fingers tracing splinters upon its frame
My dreams and hunger for what's on the other side
The monster in me not wanting to be tame
My breathe grows more rapid
Listening to your breathe as you sleep
You'll be the prize I carry proudly with me forever
The longing, the want that I can't keep
I bite down hard upon my lip
As my hand caresses the doorknob to turn
Moonlight escapes your window and over my twisted face
Tonight I'll take what you've never let me earn
I will be with you tonight
I will be with you...
I will be...
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I really like this poem. I
I really like this poem. I hope I am not misreading it, but it seems to me to be very eerie.
J-Called