Magnets in my pores draw me towards you
Pulsating under my skin is a need to be with you
A need to feel you
I reach my hand out tentative
Knowing this attraction is deadly
Sooner or later this will **** me
Sooner would be best
The way I'm living is a mess
But i don't want to die
To cease to exist
Scared of being forgotten
Reduced to being the whisper of a thought that caresses the back of your brain
Wanting to change
Don't want to make the change
What i know is safe
Routines are safe
But not when these routines can ****
Maybe I've fallen in love with feeling dangerous