Razor Blade Smile Poem by Sven Rhoads

Feel the pressure of this war life
Bombs are dropping behind my eyes
Sinking further into the quicksand
Pain is all that lets me feel alive
Your nails rake down like serrated knives
With every kiss I can taste the good-bye
You lead me down with blood on my hands
Arms like a noose take me to the sweetest high

You are my demon, you are my angel
The very hands of the undertow
With your eyes shinning like steel
To compliment that razor blade smile

The body count of all my hopes and dreams
Blown away when your lips are on mine
I cant resist how you will be the death of me
Your frozen gaze set my soul on fire
Pouring out of me are those crimson streams
Death angel touch running up my spine
Prisoner in your heart, I will never be free
Lowered down below, my sweetest desire

You are my savior, you are my reaper
Coming to take me far away
With your name stained with my blood
May that smile never leave me