That girl was a rough in the diamonds
with a past like mine. We each had
half an addict's mind
and a liver like tempered glass.
She was beautifully marred and scarred
in patterns like mine,
caused by overdoses of love-
200 proof. I drank love straight,
straight from the bottle
and unlike me she mixed hers
with ignorance to mask the burn.
I wanted to love her. I had
everything she needed; more
passion than she could handle
but I had that for any girl. If any girl
ever wanted it, but she wanted me
demon free and my demons, to me,
are too perfect to leave.