SEVERED, TWITCHING

Do you remember? Because I can't fucking forget.
The crisis, the reflection, the hollow eyes that stare through me,
Through everything. Hollowed like her eyes, I am suddenly empty inside.

SUCH AN EXPRESSIVE PUPPET; WHAT AM I GOOD FOR?

She imitates me, every move broken grace, vulnerable and strong.
Everything I am not, something I wish I could be, and yet wrong.
Ghostlike, haunting.

SEVERED, TWITCH

SEVERED, TWITCH

Somewhere in the in-between, caught inside of this dream that screams her name
I can't hang my head here, or my body, but I can drown in my shame
A natural coward, I can't bleed, but I can fucking mourn.
Grief, true lies like lust in the never-ending winter, bodies pressed together for warmth.
I cannot comfort you, she said. I cannot comfort you, I reply.

Such a responsible bitch.

HAUNT ME, HIDE ME, OR DO IT AGAIN

It's never over, it's limitless, and this mockery burns with such hatred.

Inside me, a heart beats, blood pumping to my brain, pumping life, fueling fires

I know this touch; it's somebody else's hand. Bones that aren't mine crack

Dusty chairs and tables, an empty room, and I know that I'm alone.

There was no puppet, only a dream, a nightmare.

This is the end.

Do you remember? 'Cause I can't forget.