The End
Do you feel your skin crawl
or is it just me?
Do you ever feel unappreciated
That no one could ever love you
That when your awake i am asleep?
Im out of breath,
Out of focus when you
take hold of my mind.
Do i even cross yours?
It is far too constant
for me to take anymore.
You are below, much too
frozen and fragile to belive.
I need to feel your breath
on me, you under me, you to need me.
Yet,
I would feel too much if you
were just near me.
But that is not a problem,
for you are away, beyond my reach.
I will live and die with this disease,
need.
But before i live, before i die, you must know
to me, you are the epitome of pure perfection.
or is it just me?
Do you ever feel unappreciated
That no one could ever love you
That when your awake i am asleep?
Im out of breath,
Out of focus when you
take hold of my mind.
Do i even cross yours?
It is far too constant
for me to take anymore.
You are below, much too
frozen and fragile to belive.
I need to feel your breath
on me, you under me, you to need me.
Yet,
I would feel too much if you
were just near me.
But that is not a problem,
for you are away, beyond my reach.
I will live and die with this disease,
need.
But before i live, before i die, you must know
to me, you are the epitome of pure perfection.