Like a parasite
You thrive
You despise your existence
Yet
You live within the depth of this temple
You envy
The passions of others
Yet
You devour
Flicking away at any drop of concern
You think of yourself
Yet
These words, can’t wait to pelt you
Although held back
Thinking ‘What is to come of my future?’
Yet
You are filth
That needs to be disposed of
You are toxic
Harmful to my well being and sane mind
Everything you wish for,
Crave
Yearn
that feeling longing
that feeling for something
Do you feel anything?
How could you
You are nothing
I am in control of your fate
Yet
By my gracious heart
You are allowed to undergo
such things as Emotions
Because even I have morals
‘No one should prevent you from feeling anything’
But one thing you shall ultimately endure
Is Regret
For crossing paths with me
And
Ever thinking of the chances
Now tell me
Don’t you feel... Lucky?
You mean something to someone
And because of that...
You get to breathe for another day