.
i'm sure you are unaware you enter...
You are my addiction.
You are my obsession...
Putrid smell of decomposing passion
Leading to grotesque skeletal remains...
You've climbed a ladder to see over my brick
paved wall, that foresees a landscape I've...
I sit in silent isolation,
chaotic thoughts fill my mind...
I gave you the last key to my heart,
hoping you would save me...
I write about you, talk about
you, think about you...
Let us begin our long journey
of tattooed redemption...
Numbness.
I just cannot feel...
Love can knock ever so gently,
Upon the threshold of closed doors...
I’ve been nursing a dozen exit wounds
Ever since you entered the room...
My scars tell a story
they tell you my pain...