Me and Hades

just me and Hades

I look to the fields above me

where he sipped my heart like red wine

where pretty ladies dance and sing to the flowers I used to know

but no, Hades isn’t drawn to innocence

the red in my eyes matching his greatest fear

the queen of hearts he picked from the deck, like I was just another flower,

just another one of those ladies

but he still says don’t worry, Sadie

I’m not drawn to other ladies

it’s just me and Hades

just me and Hades

I hear a voice beneath me saying I’m pouring my heart out too fast

I’ve never been good with measuring cups,

always struggled with my shaky grasp

it’s just that I’m not one to moderate,

could never fully latch the clasp

my tears are waterfalls dripping from your tap’s faucet—my hands like pools splashing back to block it

stop it, stop it

Stop it Stop it

I don’t like to hurt but you know I like to bleed out my grit

you mentioned it was the one thing you’ve always wanted

and still you flinch when you look at the veins in my chest

the way you slyly creep up my neck,

the claws of a wolf undoing my vest

the sharpness burning but I don’t mind choking on breath

all you want now is to evade the nightmare you created

do I taste better when I hide my fangs?

The sharpness of my bite slightly faded

the only thing that scares us both is the bloody figure reflected in my eyes, in my head

the pools of tears beneath me now a diluted red

does my heartbeat provoke you,

or do I terrify?

I’m too broken to tell you how I feel

but I sure as hell can show you

it’s a habit I learned from Hades (I’m used to it, i know you)

I know you

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