It's so unfair. My heart is breaking, splintering, like it was whole to begin with. I don't understand why I need you so badly when I am terrified of you.
How ridiculous I feel trying crookedly to walk down these dark lit streets at night.
I am wandering, I don't know what I'm doing. But I do.
I grip my knife with sweaty palms. I am searching for what I never hope to find.
I will embrace you. I will attack you. I will run. I will freeze.
I never sleep.
My dreams are filled with ghosts of the past. Of my past. Of the future I long for. Of the future I fear. Filled with nothing. Filled with you. Who are you? Why can't you just leave me alone?