Enjoy Your Soul

(my writing has seemed to take an interesting turn.. and truly, i feel it's becoming more like poetry... humm..)

The assumptions
you make of me
pass though

barely clinging
your impressions
of what i could be

some sweet thing
innocent being
that shall set you free

i shall destroy you
don't forget
i'll slice your heart to shards

lost
all the little bits
of you

tear it
consumed
the piece, whole

tear it
consumed
i enjoy your soul

thought
me, so innocent
me, so gentle
little did you know
the pile of bone
only grows


~K