and i too fall apart every time i look at you.
at your features convulsed with grief.
red circles around your eyes, your body inflamed, your mouth sore.
we've been together for so long, in this underworld of dreams, haven't i only been pulling you down.
i do realize the only thing you can feel about me is hate.
i do realize i couldnt ever let you leave, my fingrs would just be dragging you deeper and deeper down. deeper and deeper down.
the only thing you can do for yourself,
is cut off my clutching hands, and set your self free.
next step, cut what's left into pieces and bury me all around the world.
the only right thing you could ever do in your un/life.
maybe, you should make yourself your own way, instead of staying here locked inside what we together had built, heaven? /hell?/ but.
i am wanting you and i'm hating myself even more now.
baby i won't make sense here without you.
touch me gently, as if we were lovers. remember. stay with me forever.
i am a infection one should definitely get rid of asap. i b r e a k lives, dead or alive, this is the only thing i am able to do, as i was created this way.
but this doesnt mean i won't feel pain being exorcised.
a bad kind of pain without pleasure the strongest one could hardly stand.
it's okay, this serves me right.
i'm on my way to the angel of light, father of lies, nothing can stop me.
for i am my father's son, and i love the evil things he does
i am scared