My Honey

You bite through my skin like a prayer turned feral

Every breath you take is a blade I wear still

I’m crawling on my knees, bleeding out devotion

Your name’s a wound, your touch’s a slow-motion explosion

I don’t care if it rots me, I don’t care if I choke

If I’m burning in your shadow, baby, that’s where I belong

You’re my black honey, poison running deep

You don’t love, you consume, you don’t give, you keep

Chain me to the altar, carve me in your breath

Loving you’s no romance —

It’s a holy death.

Your hands are a crown of thorns, pressed into my head

You whisper you’ll save me as you drag me to the dead

I taste the grave on your tongue, it’s bitter and it’s sweet

I’ve forgotten how to run, but you still smell like defeat

I don’t want redemption, I don’t want release

If I drown inside your madness, at least I’ll die at peace

You’re my black honey, poison running deep

You don’t love, you consume, you don’t give, you keep

Chain me to the altar, carve me in your breath

Loving you’s no romance —

It’s a holy death.

Break my ribs and drink my sins

Make me holy with your hands of pins

Cut me open, stitch your name inside

If I’m ruined, let me be ruined by your side

You’re my black honey…

my black honey…

If you go under, I’ll go under too.