the fog of your black breath blisters
and leaves me wanting.
your presence, a poison trickles
and leaves me wanting release.
i'll tell you of constant cardiac car crash,
but serrated steel to my neck,
you force a false sense of security,
as your empty excuses fill my head.
believed every breath,
followed every thread
of the web you wove
in hopes of bodies.
i'll tell you of dreams and death.
words crawl from your mouth,
you grasp for reason,
you look for truth,
but all you see and speak is red.
you'll tell me how it feels
to see yourself as everything,
and everyone else as nothing.