Fish For Food.

I admit,
I'm addicted to the diamonds in your eyes.
I want to see them again.
Again,
And Again.


People wearing masks all around me.
"Trust me", they whispered into my ears.
And blood began flowing down my back.

Dreams, I have.
Only about you.
Murderer of dreams they are,
Piercing me with the sword made of flesh.

Undaunted.
Though the scars saddens me.