You are a parasite,
Sucking the life right out of me, and spilling all your poisonous intentions straight into my bloodstream.
I am your host, but don’t get too comfortable here.
This body is not your forever home.
You make my skin crawl,
No matter how much I scratch, cut and burn
I still cannot feel
Oh how I need my sweet release.
These dimensions of suffering have pulled me from reality.
You make me delusional,
No matter how many times I must tell myself that it’s okay to not be okay,
I still feel guilt for the fact that I fake every dimpled smile and tear drop laugh
When can I remove this skin-tight mask?
You are my other half,
I’ve learned to live with you from day to day
Years of suppressing the thoughts I cannot say
I cannot remember the day that we met
But what’s worse is I can’t imagine my existence if you ever left.