When I think of you...

When I think of you...
My mind is a void of emptiness
nothing surrounds my thoughts but the darkness
my head can not erase memories of the nothingness
You are the void
You are darkness
You are nothingness
My mind is the galaxy
emptied of oxygen
ruled by the almighty black hole
You are the galaxy
You take my breath away
You suck the life from me
When I think of you...
I would generally
shut down my mentality
open the secrecy
a rotunda full of this delicacy
consciously this seems
out of place
Running, squirming, begging
Thoughts of you seem to be pleading
Recognition of this piece of sh.it you call heart
nonetheless i would tear this open
and gather my humanity
for I've already started to fall apart
I cannot foreshadow the later
I cannot rip myself open
I cannot implore my mind to stop this obsessiveness
For I chose to feel this craziness
My heart is splattered forming a mess
I can no longer trust my self to this self-degrading, humiliating moment
I must know whether or not
I even cross your mind
I've gone insane, my eyes are bloodshot,
I want to, but I cannot stop.
When I think of you...

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