Leeches.
After all these years of avoiding the leeches that pose as human beings I finally had one cling onto my skin. Not one, scratch that, it was two. Two with a cigarette and a joint offering me drugged up peer pressure. Wanting me to become just like them, just another leech looking for an actual human being to suck blood from.
And I took the falsehood of conversation they threw upon me, even fucking responded with a trivial act of social rightness. Asked how in the world the leeches were doing, with a smoke that already touched both of their lips, dangling from my own.
And now I'm back at not being a leech yet because I really dont like the taste of blood but back where I was six years ago. An awkward kid who wants so badly to conform but its different now. It different because you gave me something to believe in, something to strive to be, fucking aspire to be.
So here I am now, blood sucked, heart still beating for you, my love, my hero, my fucking nothing and everything. I dont mean a thing to you but you're keeping my heart beating with no blood pumping in or out. I'm shriveling and turning into nothingness as the leeches wait and wait for me to just give in already and become a parasite just like them. Like vampires too, like those vile creatures nobody really fucking believes in that lurk in the darkness causing so many disappearances. You know the disappearances of the kids on the milk cartons back in the 90s that nobody ever found the remains of? There aren't any remains to find, my nothing, those kids are vampires now. Parasites. Leeches, gorgeous fucking leeches.
And where are you? To save me? Give me some fucking blood to pump through my veins and keep me alive, really alive? Not just living, but alive?
I'll wait in this dark alley, smoking a joint joining in on the pointless, meaningless conversation they have with me because they have to. Because its socially acceptable for druggies to converse with one another. Corrupt not only bodies but minds. I'll wait here, getting my blood sucked. Not only my blood but any morals I had left, any faith the stupid fucking world didn't steal away and a soul I'm not sure I ever had. Getting that sucked too. Waiting for you to come by and save me, by then though I might be a leech too. I might lash out and suck on your perfect fucking skin and drink your nasty tasting blood but its only to be closer to you.
Its only to make you, my love, a leech too. A parasite. A fucking vampire.
Then we'll be the same.
No avoiding humanity.
And I took the falsehood of conversation they threw upon me, even fucking responded with a trivial act of social rightness. Asked how in the world the leeches were doing, with a smoke that already touched both of their lips, dangling from my own.
And now I'm back at not being a leech yet because I really dont like the taste of blood but back where I was six years ago. An awkward kid who wants so badly to conform but its different now. It different because you gave me something to believe in, something to strive to be, fucking aspire to be.
So here I am now, blood sucked, heart still beating for you, my love, my hero, my fucking nothing and everything. I dont mean a thing to you but you're keeping my heart beating with no blood pumping in or out. I'm shriveling and turning into nothingness as the leeches wait and wait for me to just give in already and become a parasite just like them. Like vampires too, like those vile creatures nobody really fucking believes in that lurk in the darkness causing so many disappearances. You know the disappearances of the kids on the milk cartons back in the 90s that nobody ever found the remains of? There aren't any remains to find, my nothing, those kids are vampires now. Parasites. Leeches, gorgeous fucking leeches.
And where are you? To save me? Give me some fucking blood to pump through my veins and keep me alive, really alive? Not just living, but alive?
I'll wait in this dark alley, smoking a joint joining in on the pointless, meaningless conversation they have with me because they have to. Because its socially acceptable for druggies to converse with one another. Corrupt not only bodies but minds. I'll wait here, getting my blood sucked. Not only my blood but any morals I had left, any faith the stupid fucking world didn't steal away and a soul I'm not sure I ever had. Getting that sucked too. Waiting for you to come by and save me, by then though I might be a leech too. I might lash out and suck on your perfect fucking skin and drink your nasty tasting blood but its only to be closer to you.
Its only to make you, my love, a leech too. A parasite. A fucking vampire.
Then we'll be the same.
No avoiding humanity.