i thought i would be broken forever but i am learning to exist in the spaces between light and dark, strength and need i think you shot me up with a tender poison double dose, you are in my veins, still and i can't talk about it i can't talk about it
if i could i would drain all my blood erase the disease from my skin but you will linger in the emptiness left, just as always.
i am frail you grabbed hold of my bones and left me wreckage