the best of us hide
because we know what's good for us.
killing something because it's expendable isn't an excuse
scream at me longer,
I want to bathe in the passion you reveal.
leaving early
the game was too intense
to keep playing.
adventure can seem fleeting
when all you focus on is fleeing.
self-corruption at it's finest
in the form of getting over
and going
beyond.
although these feelings can be more difficult
you'll realize what was there,
(nearly invisible),
before breaking
             and
             soaking
through.