Intimate terror
You hold a flame
After swimming
In butane
Making a path
Of irreparable
Damage amongst
The lives of
Innocent girls

You take your
Hand aflame
And spike down
In rage of abandonment
In rage of torture
In rage of life
And all it's glories
All it's horrors
Bestowed on you
And you alone

Intimate terror
You bear spikes
And holes
Along your heart
And hold girls close
As your spikes
Pierce
Leaving an empty hole
When you are gone

You can't bring back
The life you had or
The life you dreamt
But now you
Stab into the dreams
Around you
Filling yourself up
From the air that
Escapes from others
And you hover above
Feeling mighty
Once again

Intimate terror
You crawl into
Their lives
Blindly bringing
Everyone down
Breaking
Shattering
Everything
So that you
Remain