I have a feeling deep within,
it will not go away,
unlike you, it stays,
feeding off my rotting portions of heart,
living on my pain.
To close my eyes, a deathwish.
A summons of fear
a thousand spiders crawling under my skin.
I shiver at your touch
though I need it oh so much,
to deny you of myself seems so insane.
I can’t keep letting you take over my brain,
but every time I’m craving it’s the same
more old work – I was about 16 when I wrote this one