I wish that I could love you less.
I bleed myself dry to please you.
I carve you ivory from my ribs.
I fast for days to gorge on fantasies of you.

You are like a riddle, you speak in tounges.
My face screws up and warning lights blind me.
This riddle I can not win,  you can not love.

I'll spend my life reading between your lines.
Looking for the point between your circles.
I wont have to look for you for long.
You are a dot-to-dot to my digging my grave.

My loneliness turned to desperation.
My ears bled straining to find you.
My desperation turned to hunger.
I found you in the bottom of an old toolbox.
I've been swallowing nails ever since.

Maybe my body is just a vessel for life to flow through.

Maybe the best medicine is to feel this passage of time.

I wonder if loving you was a symptom.
A desperate longing for the other end if the rain bow.
You were never a *** of gold, such purity can't lie.
Your colours arched over me,  blinding me.
I didn't see your lurked in the grey between.

Memories fade from me and I wonder if Ill miss the crazy that maybe you could be the one that makes me save me

Save yourself for yourself.
He was never listening.

Hold your own hands, your arms are strong enough to wrap you.
remember, his were cold anyway.

Be honest with yourself. Always.
You know you dont trust him.

You remember all those long walk on the beach?
Staying up late and talking for hours?

You remember that sense of home, whereever you two went.
Just remember that that was not him.

Let go of your fear of abandonement.
There nothing to fear if you love yourself.

It's been another long night, dimmed bath room lights.
Puffy red eyes stare back from a broken mirror, a broken mind.