three nights ago i slept in my memory imprinted sheets
soaked in fear and complacement and longing
you talk, your recycled breath filling my mouth with a bitter taste
we stumbled about searching for affection, craving to be loved
learnign about attention,
i want my sheets to be soaked in your sweat
my lips swollen and my throat sore
my wrists bruised
fucking violate me
the worlds hanging on the brink of war, violence, and ocnfusion
make me feel safe, by ripping away all my security
everythign that i hold onto take away
it takes some effort to truely decomposed
to be left as nothing, to find yourself you've got to loose everything
you are everyhting, you are nothing, you to me are an idea
i see what you mean to be, not what you are
i see you lying on my bed
i see you shaking
ill suck the acid from your teeth
ill drink from you, ill feed myself form anything but your emotions
we dont exist anymore
i cant feel you anymore
so blinded and so empty and so pushed together