Scarecrow

Why do you hide in the shadows,
Scarecrow?
When all I wish, is my thirst to be quenched
With your blood and tears
I’ve no intention of golden rings and lullabies
Evident from the red,
That forever stains these hands of mine
These wounds may heal
These burns may fade
But only ever to appear again

I ruthlessly punish myself
For desiring you to the point of madness
It feels complete
To watch the frustration flow
Down my fingers in rivulets of gleaming red
And drip; Drop by drop to the earth
Becoming lifeless nothings
And with them, taking your death
Your touch; And all the words you said
While I observe detached and unfeeling
Barely even breathing

This warm life force of mine
Trickles down; And I’m relieved to be rid of
Self loathing as it’s temporarily dispersed
In this cascading flood
Of pleasant memories concerning you
Exorcised; Forever gone; Leaving me
With this salty blood exiting my wounds
Cry me a river
Bleed me a soul
This violence is a beauty I’m addicted to

You think I’ll just lie down and die?
Be carrion to the birds of prey
When that is supposed to be your fate
For I will not lie here
To be conquered in my grave
When all I can think of
Is tearing you open
And letting the ravens pull you apart
Piece by piece, because
You’ve forced my hideous desires
To their most raw form
And blood is simply not enough payment
For all your hideous flaws

Scarecrow Scarecrow
Why didn’t I see you standing there?
Pretending to be filled with straw
That I could’ve so easily
Taken a flaming torch to
Yet too late I discovered
That you were filled with more

Your greedy hands have left their mark
Upon my skin, evidence that I was once
An object of your life’s essence
Whether it existed or not; A subject,
Of your insatiable curiosity
But you faked being flammable
When really you were not
And all you wished
Was to fill your empty soul with mine
Then disappear

You feigned disinterest, perhaps
In fear I may have found you there
Beneath all the hay
I’m deprived and out of sync
That things have ended this way
You’ve eluded my death grip
On your throbbing, pulsating heart
If I had know you were so afraid
Sooner would I have set the flame
To your susceptible and weakened state
How dare you run away
How dare you run away