The way you go through and slip out and under my skin is wordless to put it. The feeling of competitive confusion and animosity. The way you melt into my entity. The blood from my veins and face pour down the walls and windows. Dressing up for the the lonely path ahead of me is almost exciting and depressing at the same time. You sank into my skeleton and screwed up the balance I’ve worked all my life to maintain and uphold. Do you want all that I am? I don’t understand why you look at me with those glistening eyes, why it almost seems you drag me into the depths of my central brain. I hide under my covers at night, having the picture of your face as the only vision I see when I close my eyes. On the inside of me I scream my heart out at the single thought of wanting you again because I can not handle the ear-splitting pain that you left me with. your heart is so warm and full of life whereas mine dosen’t beat the same way that your’s does and can only give off vibes of hatred and anger; it is the only thing I have learned over the pathetic and melancholy stretch of road I call my life. Once you stepped into the picture, I tried to pull back, knowing exactly how it’ll end, but seeing and wanting the sensation of my lips falling into yours. All the while I thought I was happy and completed, my mind was letting go at the control of the animal I try so desperately to hide. This time, it didn’t seem to anything worked. the harder I tried to hold it in, it tried twice as much to get out, and in the end, it exploded spilling it’s power and disgust for the whole idea of me being so pleasured, out with it.

  And now, I am left with the guilt of my mistakes and the disgust of my lack of strength when I needed it. I’m suffocating now.