words roll off your tongue
in a Times New Roman font size twelve fashion
a series of commas and apostrophes
slowly forming a catastrophe
a concoction of letters melting together
into sentences i'm trying to forget.
The tone in your voice with the
heart beats ringing in my ears
produce a sound I never wanted to hear
white noise kicks in,
maliciously feeding off of my insecurities
you turned me into a host
for your parasitic dreams
you are not a monster
and I am not the victim
but we'll play the parts
because it's all we've ever known