you are a shadow i hold onto
you are the skin i never felt
you are the smiles i'm dire to make
the face i want to caress

you are the life to my nothingness
you are the air to my lungs
and even though i'm never ageless,
with you i'm forever young

you are the parent to my inner child
you are everything i dream
i write countless poems about you,
but what do they even mean?

you are the fire inside me
that roars with a burning rage
you are the countless tears i cry
when i hope something will change

you are a ghost that i fantasize
you are a spirit unkept
all the nights i wish i would've died
weeping softly as i slept

you are the shame i always feel,
the barriers blocking my path
and although life moves on,
i still live in the past

you are the constant reminder
that nothing will ever last
and i am so slow to heal
although time moves so fast

you are everything i seek
and i'm feeling so lost
but every corner i turn to peek
there's always a hidden cost

you are the killer at night
althought i can't be killed
because i already died
and here i am dying, still.

you are the owner of this corspe,
this body you abused
and although you destroyed my whole life,
i'm nothing but your muse.

you are the words that fall out my breath
the words i meaninglessly write
because through my fantasy and regret,
i try to make it all right

you are the suicidal tendency
that will always, always encompass me
you are the massive hole in my heart
that will always keep me company

and i can't get in my head
that you never loved me
what else do i have?
who else am i?

other than a disaster,
a pain you left behind
i feel happiness and pain,
i think they are one in the same,

because without you to blame,
i'm nothing