How I wish I could **** the demons that that have nested in you.
How I wish you would stop feeding them, they will never be satisfied.

How I wish I could leave you behind.
How I wish you wanted me to stay.

Our story has not reached the final page.
I beg of you not burn the written pages.

We haven’t reached the finish line.
I'm not ready to go back to the start.

How I wish I could stop holding my hands out for you.
How I wish you wanted me to hold my hands out to you.

My hands could never catch up to the speed of thoughts.
Whatever is written down are words brighter than neon signs.

My mind could never catch up the speed of thoughts.
Whatever is said are sentences of washed out memories.

I write it all.
I’ll go blind.
I say it all.
I’ll forget.

It was only you and I dancing between galaxies of a smoke filled room.

It was your back against my chest swaying to the rhythm of our heartbeats.

It was your hand that led mine around your waist keeping me close.

It was your pale moon skin under the starry night that left me mesmerized.

It was the touch of your first rib as my fingers eagerly creases your bones.

It was that moment that I can't get out of my mind.

You were the forest that I thought I would never step a foot into.

You were the ocean that I would never think I'd explore.

Was it only me?

Was it only me who had the recurring thought of burning the forest with my skin?

Was it only me who had the fear of touching yours?

I'm caught in your constellation and I know I'm not the only one.

This is me.
I'm here.
I'm shifting the words that you’re reading, altering them from whatever you wrote.

I've been here for awhile.
For as long as you can remember, anyway.

It's getting dull.

Sometimes I say your name as you’re falling asleep, whispering hymns of destruction in your ear.

Do you remember the time that I screamed, throwing panic through you and setting your heart racing?

That was fun.

You’re wondering who I am.  
Of course, you already know.

I'm you.
I'm the real you.
I'm the mind that existed here before you stole my body, before you forgot about being a parasite.
I'm the child who looked the wrong way, asked the wrong question, saw the wrong thing.

I've grown up with you.

Lately, you've been distant.

You may have forgotten me, but I'm still here.
I've always been here.

Soon, I'm going to get out again.

Leave us.
Leave us standing still by the fire getting lost.
Leave us playing hide and seek with each other’s hearts.
Leave me struggling gasping for your breath.
I’ll leave you wanting more.
I’ll leave you while reaching out to you.
I’ll leave you taking the fire away.
I’ll leave you shivering.

Leave us, getting close but never close enough.

I have always carried bullets in my pockets.
Just in case.
Just in case I have done what I'm here to do.
Just in case I find you.
I load your gun.
Just in case, I'm sure you will shoot me when I'm done.

I am taking on this voyage with nothing but a pen and paper.

I sail your oceans, watching you drown the sun.

I stare to your stars above me, your explosions do not reach me.

She's a thunderstorm and I find shipwrecks beautiful.

She's a thunderstorm and I am dancing upon the clashing waves.

I am taking on this voyage, I have grown tired of running on quicksand.

I am taking on this voyage without an anchor.

I'm taking on this voyage and I know one day I'll find myself washed up on shore.