You distract my soul, while
playing with my inner emotions.
You torture my mind with every
memory. Chaos turns me inside
out with every pulse of my heart.
I enjoy the sickness you feed me.
I look forward to the pain you
inflict on my life, even as you
dissipate into nothing, hiding
behind your fears and mistakes.
I cannot deny that you are the one.
I love you, though the pain should be
enough to drive me away. I grasp
the agony in my palms, and breathe
the venom that is your poison.
I am desperate to have you
hold me in your arms. I want you
to want me, but you don't and never will.

He is like a virus I wish I never encountered
snuggling under my skin
digging his nails inside my veins
clamping on to my insides
the longer i allow it, the harder it is to remove
i try to scrape out all the residue
but he always grow back
Building a cement house inside my soul
leaving me swollen
congested with anticipation
I can't escape this sickness
The more I regress the more illuminated it gets
It feeds off my sorrow
Slurps up my happiness
And leaves me with nothing
Just a body with cold blood inside
I like it better this way
I rather feel nothing instead of this
You love me?
I am tortured by you.