new religion

Maybe lost languages
sparked a forbidden passion
consisting of dirty kisses
looking through a magnifying glass
finding all the flaws
in a cracked, pathetic relationship.

Screaming through barred teeth
we made promises of undying love
creating angry gods in our honor
only used to pray to
and smite us for fake happiness.

Holding back emotions
kissing these thoughts
we wanted to indulge-
create sin.

Scribbling away sadness
acting like no pain
multiple knifed hearts in new religion.

Maybe we'll wall away
gone to a second thought.

Into nothing we disappear.