touch me with those cold words
hold me closer
penetrate my layer of filth
i want us to be the same
- two intertwined tornadoes of despair
my heart is damaged from the cruelty of your tongue
my soul is crushed from the plague of your touch
it's okay, it's okay
i don't want it to go away
my fault, my fault
i need you to stay
so i die along with the love you won't allow yourself to feel

this reality is beginning to be
"too real"

i just wanted us to be the same
- two intertwined souls of despair
but your soul needed to have it's own breath
which you took from my soul
and left me with

my own death.

06/12/2001