stress sweats
through my pores
over-heating
my fragile flesh.
pain stabs
my spine
ever more
to make sure
the wound
remains fresh.
shaky, shallow
troubled within
searching for comfort
in my own skin.
your smoke
makes me choke;
watching you waste
yourself away.
no ones ever
made it this far
dealing with me
and all my pain.
i know its selfish
to ask you to stay
but your presence
washes my fear away.