I am a heartbreaker
Standing and swaying by myself
I am that dusty, dangerous book
You make sure to purposely leave on the shelf.
I am an acidic weakness
Yet, you still feel a pull
Beating on your chest and fooling you slowly
Setting all the fires, leaving ashes and crippling every rule.
My footsteps leave soot in their wake
And every flip of my hair, a rope with a noose
If you know what’s good, stay away for heaven’s sake,
In the end, I shouldn’t be the one you choose.
But there’s another side of me
That sits innocently, a victim of my own soul.
Constantly leaving destruction in my own wake,
Always consuming, but never leaving me whole.
Yearning to feel pure love,
Not deserving at all.
Seeming to trip so close to it,
But a magnetic pull always keeping me from the fall.
I want to dance around in a long dress,
And feel like the most beautiful woman in the room.
Float around without worry, sexy and limitless,
Just one day without doom.
But alas I’m a heartbreaker,
hips swaying in a walk away.
Braving shadows alone, no permanent takers,
Shattered pieces, beautiful decay….