I’m not scared I will never know you
I’m more scared you and I are more alike than we know
Desperate and unprecedented in the worst way
Do I really want to love you?

I know you far better than you realize
I know myself the way I know you
We have the same souls
I don’t fall in love with strangers
But I could never love myself either
And if we are made of the same thing
Can I really stay with you?

I blame you
For holding on
Not giving me the closure I deserve.
I blame myself
For holding on
Not admitting goodbye is the cure.

Face to face
gritting teeth
where sleep is my enemy
death is my best friend
my body is stripped
bare
naked
on your bed
cold like an operating table
and sticking to my skin enough
that it just might be.
I can't pull it away
without wishing it was off
I can't sit in a white room
without puking up last night's breakfast
and I might let you split me open
minus your doctors degree
******* insides
banana-strawberry smoothie
with a dash of something evil
a flavor that has always made your taste buds tremble
with disgusting delight.
Tell me again
with a scalpel in your hand
why you're giving up now?

She folded me up like origami, turning something used into something beautiful
And smoothing out the creases of my geometric heart she kissed goodbye the girl she called art.

Drifting through this realm
That we dwell
Never did I believe
Or imagine
Our souls would cross
And align, so well
Once a lone ghost
In this cold reality
We call home
I can only hope for your return
But for now, we remain
alone...