Parenoid

Wrap your arms around me, kiss me down my cheek,

let me know you love me, without hearing you speak.

Hold me close, and tight; for crimson is my heart.

Fears tend to overcome me, fears that I can't seem to part.

I dream a perfect dream, I dream of the love I crave,

but dreaming only hurts me, for awaking is my grave.

I hate to envy, I hate more to cry

I hate not having your hand to hold, or having you by my side.

Though your words say otherwise

I can't help but think the worst,

for parenoia is my worst enemy

Parenoid-I am cursed