Indiscretion

What is sworn to kill this demon

Who resides in me, drowns my peaks

In gasoline and whiskey, in plasticene

And a short fuse, I see you

And nobody knew, but I tore through

That lace dress, and your soft lips

Scarred that perfect flesh, and still

Loved it, perfectly imperfect as I am

You saw something in me

And left me wishing you hadn't

You called out to me

And left me wishing I were deaf

For what is sworn to bring these demons

Screaming to the surface, the perfect mix

Of love and obsession, the descent into

Darkness and light, the purity you left

In my arms the first night

I never returned, continue to burn

Everything, when you whispered those words

"You inspire me

       To die."

When tempers flared, and we would swear

This is the last time

Just like the last time, and we knew

It was a lie

We'd give rise to the demons

Spend all night screaming

And fall again, by sunrise.