I am at home, alone.

I open the door to let them in.
Parasites.  
They are so familiar,
Beloved old friends.

No.
They do not come in.
I am led away,
Willingly.
Happily,
I offer my neck and wrists.
I need to feed the ones I love.
I give.

I am now in a daze.
The world looks dark.
Confused.
What happened?
How do I get home?
What will my beloved do without me,
If I leave them behind?
Will I survive?
Will they?
Does it matter?

No, it does not.
I fall to the ground,
Give up.
Dreams take hold.

Wake up!
My beloved have gone.
I am no longer providing sustenance.
I am outside of myself.

I recall my former home,
And begin to search.
Finally,
Alone,
I arrive.

Warm,
Happy,
Reconnected.
I remember this,
But it is different.
Fresh art adorns these walls.
New music plays.
It is bigger.
Changed.

This...
This is my home.