I'm falling asleep but I don't care
because each time my eyes close it pulls you to me
I see your face and I fall
to sleep, to you, I sleep in the
warmth of your gaze
you're not here, but you're there
in my heart and my dreams
and I'm still falling
closer with each thundering heartbeat
I feel your hands slide over my skin
I sink and I fall and I shudder
and your breath flows like silk
into my subconscious, lulling me
closer to sleep and you
I open my eyes one last time
and your smile shows me that
I have fallen not to sleep. . .
but in love

I feel like a monster
torn apart from the inside out
this emptiness is all-consuming
stretched and ripped to fit your mold
I'm trying
to be what's needed
to be what's expected
I fill my days with running and screaming
and they all look and clap and say "isn't she adorable!"
I pull out my hair
I cry and bleed
and still the applause
I'm a game, a toy, a novelty
never having a real purpose
I'm loved and cherished and cast aside
for some new plaything with substance
and I have no one to blame but myself
I made myself hollow so you could fill me with life
but you have no life to give
for me. . .