obsession
addiction
do you remember when you didn't have to forget
what you did each day for fear of waking
and never forgiving yourself?
obsession
when the morning light bleeds so right
into your sad wet eyes and you had best be
straight boy cause you can't escape the fear inside
addiction
your soft bleeding lips of sin and pain
is the beauty you hold to me
in knowing just how much it hurts but needing it all the same
and then I fall over into the darkness you and I call our own and find myself bleeding at forgotten altars to oblivious gods praying for just one more moment with you not matter what the sacrifice. And I know you see me here, and you love every moment of it...
but
so
do
I.

10/08/2001

Posted on 10/08/2001
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