Murder on the Boulevard

I’m walking down the road
When I spy you
And all the other girls
Disappear from view

The taste of metal
Waits for you
I am the steel
That would
See you through

You seek the treatment
The need for blood
You would read me true

All your life
Has been confusing for you
It always seems that there’s
Nothing to do
To separate your mind and you

Disturbing thoughts
Appear in front of you
A red so black
It is bleeding blue

I reach inside
To take the heart of you
With chitin words
That cut right through

And though I’ve never
Been a part of you
Your eyes tell me
That you read me true

Then you pass
And the lie
Comes too

© 2012, Mosquitobyte