No matter
What
You say GOD knows
I will never
Be good enough.

No matter how
I try
No matter how I
Give you my soul
I'm not
Even on the list
I've no chance
No choice
No hope.

As usual.

I wish I could trust
The words
You say
Deep into the night
When you give me
The bittersweet
Chocolate chips
Of your soul.

I drink in your heart
With reckless abandon
I consume your affection
Like I eat
On the days
When I can.

The hysteria
Of you destroying yourself
From within
Drives me MAD
But at least
You keep your promises
And maybe someday
I'll be the name on your wrist
That stops you.