You leeched me away from myself
When I’d just walked away from a blade.
The evidence was disappearing…
Now it’s back with a vengeance.

Half sight is half understanding.
I sat on your floor and ate your promises.
Recognised the soul tie
From my thousandth year of research.

I was out for blood…
Yours was running from a tap.
Lapping it up, it fuelled me with melody
Till I couldn’t breathe

Couldn’t see
Couldn’t speak
Choked out but’s
Having believed your presence was love.